Almost every single one of America's states is bigger than England, and some are bigger than France or Germany, but when you travel across Europe you ...know for sure when you've left one country and entered another. In America the differences are more like those between English counties. To an American one state doesn't much resemble another at all, but it seemed like a whole lot of pretty much the same thing to me. Diners. Motels. Malls. Gas stations. And countless Stars and Stripes.The drive. He released a full torrent of piss and filled my mouth. This was the first time we did this, but talked about it during our sex talks. Frankly the taste was very warm and did not taste bad and I swallowed as much as I could and let the remains fall to the tub. I swallowed the last spurt and then licked the drops from his cock. I stood up, kissed his fully, and said it was his turn. He dropped to the floor and enjoyed my pissing into his mouth. We had both agreed that if we liked it, we. My favorite was the tried and true Cowgirl. Ginger gave me a long slow fuck while riding my cock. The look of ecstasy on her face, the glistening sweat across her body, her fiery red hair a tangled mess, and those emerald green eyes staring into my soul. The memory still gives me chills thirty-five years later.Ginger and I slept until an angry Tommy woke us from our naked embrace, slumber.“What the fuck dude, bro code, we don’t steal each other's girls,” yelled Tommy.“Dude, don’t even go there. Rachaels hands were in his hair, pulling, forcing him down on her supple flesh. Brian was lost in wonder as he massaged her breasts. He felt Rachael arch as he took her nipple into his mouth. He took turns sucking each wondrous mound. Moving lower he licked the sensitive underside of each breast and nipped at Rachaels ribs. Lower still to her rounded belly, he kissed her skin, tenderly and passionately by turns. Rachaels hands suddenly pulled his head back as she struggled against him. No! she.