"Well, well, well. Look who's having fun for a change. I would have loved to have been the delivery driver." "I'm sure you would have." I was grinning... to myself as I watched the motion of his arm increase in tempo. "So, what exactly did he see?" "Well at first he saw me pretty much as you are seeing me now with just a shirt on, although I was wearing pants then." I knew that would get him thinking and I was enjoying teasing him. "Oh, so we're not wearing pants today?" "Nope, not pants." I knew. .. my body still quivering from the orgasm your lips and tongue have wrung from me. For a moment we lay there in each other's arms breast to breast, thigh to thigh gazing at each other. I rub my lips against your chin, tasting the aroma of my scent on you. Tenderly I press my lips against yours again and kiss you slowly, you hold still as my lips explore for a while. I whisper in your ear how much I desire you. Kissing down your neck, then returning to your lips, this time I kiss you harder, my. “Oh my ... this is just amazing!”“About a hundred years ago,” Karl explained, grinning with pride, “these trees were little more than saplings, and a landslide almost took them off the face altogether, but they were rooted just deep enough that they ended up sticking out sideways like this. They continued to grow, and now you have this. I had an arborist check them out before I built...”“I should think so,” Pete interjected. Every treehouse depended on its tree, but if one of these uprooted, it. My hand moves up your shaft. Slowly my fingers each wrap around, loosening my grip as I move up. The tip of your head hides beneath your foreskin. I wonder if your hand now has a grip and if you are typing one-handed, as I am. My index finger now circles the dark center, it is hardening at the thought of your touch. Slowly the circle getting smaller until it is right at the, now hard, pointy tip. Following your instructions, my thumb meets my index finger and with the point right between them,.