" Maybe we can get together tonight after you're done. Have dinner, look at old yearbooks some more, that sort of thing." It's a date," I say. "Find u...s a decent seafood place while you're out with your mom, and I'll buy dinner tonight." That's easy. We can do Neptune's Palace on Pier 39. It's a bit touristy, but the view is absolutely awesome." What time do you want me to pick you up?" Hmm... we should be back by early afternoon. Think you can be done early enough to get here by four or four. Just the size he liked. The kind that stare you in the face, daring to be sucked. ‘Got milk?’ he wanted to ask at that moment. And more than just ask. He fantasized about finding out for himself. His wife hadn’t let him see her breasts, or anything else, for quite some time. Finally Sarah got herself in a sitting position in the passenger seat. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘James R.—’ ‘I’ll call you Jim,’ she interrupted. ‘You look like a Jim. I’ll bet you’re a famous writer.’ She smiled, glancing at. I better watch out for you." I just smiled and laughed a little before I kissed her softly. Sarah just closed her eyes and layed her head on my shoulder. I was just holding her close to me while listening to fire crackle and waves crashing on the shore when Travis and Sam came back. "Did she pass out?" Sam asked quitely. "No I'm just relaxing for a little bit. I havent danced that much in a long time." Sarah said with a smile on her face but didnt open her eyes. Sam smiled. "I know what you. He knows, and makes sure I realize this. He continues to add soft pressure on my very sensitive nipples which brings a feeling of an orgasm swimming through my body. Wet kisses move around my neck and his hands travel down toward my wet throbbing pussy. Both hands pushed my bent legs outward leaving more of my hot wet sex exposed. Only touching the sides and lightly touching the lips he puts me out of my mind and lets my body do the work. He sticks each index finger into my very wet hole. A.