Carrying her over to the wall and pinning her up against it, my cock slid inside her. She was so warm and tight that I nearly came straight away. Slow...ly pushing in her deeper I could feel her body shaking. She ad wanted this for so long and now she was filled with pleasure. I slowly got harder and harder with her til eventually I pulled my cock out and let her get a breath of air. I lay her on bed and decided to go down on her and roll my tongue around her clit. Her nails were digging deep into. I wouldn't have been surprised, even then, to have learned they were swingers. My Mom was here because she liked to drink in a social setting, but she wasn't really in the same league as Chuck Senior and his wife Rose. Oh, and we shot Trap together on Sundays.I knew all the other adults at the party, mostly, since we were all in the same club. One or two folks I didn't know, but I ignored them — they were pretty well hammered, and it was only two o'clock.Bored beyond tears, and as un-high as. "We're allowed to be silly, if not sensuous." Uh, right, ...sensuous." And silly.Carla suddenly found herself in a "tango" position, looking up at the girl holding her up by her waist, her breasts over her own. Curry was looking into her eyes, and saying, "I think I can teach you to be very sensuous."Carla did not feel silly. Carla did not feel like a man.The End of this chapter+++Notes: Though simulants' special axons are able to respond directly to the brain patterns of the minds it has been. The fresh pot got saved until all the older coffee was consumed. Simply because I liked old coffee. I know I’m weird.‭After my shower I microwaved a large cup of coffee, put on my puffy vest and my wool hat then went onto the deck to watch the nothingness of my river view. The winter on that river wasn’t very exciting at all. Unlike being on the Mississippi river, there was very little commercial river traffic on the Yazoo river. Especially four or five miles up river from the Mississippi. The.