I on the other hand have lost a little warmth.“Brrr!” She grumbles. “Your feet have gone cold! Looks like I better make sure you don’t leave t...his bed for a while!”Sam’s legs hug my leg and the insoles of her feet start to rub up and down my calf. The Saturday morning sun is breaking and the light breaks through the curtain and highlight’s her auburn red hair. I kiss her forehead as her right hand starts to stroke my chest. Her 36C breasts hug the right side of my body and both our right. .Ah goddamnsonofabitch! Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! What the hell is wrong with me. I never needed a guy just to cum before.} Her mind shifted gears. {Who could I call, who could I call? Brad? No, not Brad. There’s something creepy about him. Justin is fat, I’m not going to fuck him. Keith has a girlfriend. So does Gabe. Uhhh….it’s not fair.} *Stephen* {Stephen? No, I can’t fuck him. He’s not bad looking but he’s my roommate. I never would have moved in with him if I thought there was a chance we. He suddenly noticed a slight lemon taste in his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief. It was Gary's signal that he was back in the area, and lemon was the code for full success. Profoundly happy that his son was almost free forever from the grips of the WFM, Jim settled down and tried to get some real sleep.Time: January 1, year 204,894 10:21 AM Honolulu Local Time (T plus 21 minutes)After spending twenty minutes examining the external sensors and internal ship diagnostics, Brianna sat back down. We had been so involved with the kids and our own sexual enjoyment we had not missed our friends and a few outsiders we knew were into swinging. We talked it over and decided to take a trip and just enjoy one another for a few weeks or months however long we took time off for a vacation. We packed up the motor home and headed west slowly and keeping off the interstates we just moseyed along.Stopping up along the Mississippi river near Hannibal Missouri we parked in a small family camp ground.