I am going to be 29 in a couple of months and she just turned 27. She has a husband and a little girl now, so we don't do anything like this anymore....Ever since we were young Mel and I have been sexually curious. When we would be alone at times either in the bedroom we shared or in the living room for a lengthy amount of time while the parents were having sex, we would have dry sex as well. It was always me taking my dick out of my pants and underwear and I would get on top of her and dry fuck. So they wrangled out details. The commanders of the protectorate army we called in and they were instructed to implement plan, 'Clean Sweep'. The directors did not want any opposition to their expansion to the north, and the commanders were ordered to destroy everyone who stood in their way.So it was that the commander of the protectorate forces started his men north, but in a round about way. They were split up over several days, traveling in smaller groups, and told to rally at two points. "Tell you what, sport. I get to hear the story and you get the best welcome home blow job you ever had." Deal." I said instantly.I'd gotten home earlier than I'd thought and Nancy didn't have the bed made, plus she was on her period. I didn't mind, but Nance didn't want to get the couch or the carpet all messy and the towels were still in the dryer. Normally, we'd have been fucking like rabbits about a minute after I got in the door, but Nancy has this Suzie Homemaker thing about bloodstains on. Wearing a pair of blue jean shorts that have seen better days, a tank top, ancient converse sneakers, she darts expertly. With a knife strapped to one leg, a bat strung across her back, she’s prepared for daily obstacles.Hopping these rooftops, wind through hair, sweat plastering her shirt to her bare chest, she gets to an abandoned apartment complex. Thinking it looked pretty sturdy, she hopped off that roof to land on a house roof top. She lands, falls to her knees with her hands to keep her.