We talked and laughed and I was enchanted by your smile. You had brought some iced tea along and shared it with me. When you handed it to me our finge...rs touched and I felt a spark as if we had shuffled across a rug. The day flew by and soon it was time to leave again.You took my hand in yours and squeezed it gently as you said good-bye. My heart pounded and I felt the heat as I blushed. I watched you leave and admired your firm bottom as you walked away.We met there every day or almost every. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! (c) copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved * * * * * This is a story about Greg and Megan and Sam and Amelia (not at all similar to Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice). The cast of characters: Greg Clark: Age 20, 6 ft 1 in., 180 lbs, dark hair, slim build and average looking. Greg had a pretty level head on his shoulders, especially considering his heritage. He grew up, and still lived, in a run. Do you like that I'm changing the way your pussy looks? Decorating it?" I realize he is right, even though I leave tomorrow and might never see him, I will be leaving physically changed. "Yes Sir. I makes me feel more like I belong to you. The ribbon is very pretty." I say. "More importantly, I am happy you like the way it looks." Yes, plus it gives me something to hold onto." he says, as he starts to pull it more. I realize he is using it to guide me to my feet. I stand up in front of him, as. Stroking with both hands and sucking, she took as much cock in her mouth as possible. Time stood still. For what seemed an eternity Rush watched his wife kiss, stroke, lick and nurture her lover's cock and balls and the area behind his balls that she knew to be very sensitive. She had never done that for Rush, but she was overcome with desire. She would do anything for Seydou, her Adonis.He lifted her gently, effortlessly and sat her on the end of the bed. He knelt in front of her and kissed.