. fun-bags ... bags ... bags filled with some kind of floating gas? Naw, I'm just imagining things; maybe I even imagined her actually jumping across ...the chasm. That's it, she must be dead and her ghost is trying to get us to join her.Meanwhile on the other side of the creek, Tammi was getting tired of waiting. She mumbled 'Fraidy cats' under her breath and then jumped back over the creek. "It's not that big of a jump, you know. And even if you slip, you'll just get your feet wet."Danni thought. All the guys were just like me, ogling her and discussing her in private but keeping our hard-on to ourselves in order not to offend him. After all, it was a small close-knit community.At the time I was in my mid twenties and single, reasonably good-looking, had spending money and a slew of meaningless but attractive girl friends. Adrian and I were on very friendly terms, but I assumed that was true with the other guys, too, even though they were all married. She had seen me with a number of. After finding him on a gay web site that gives distance by feet, at 232 ft it had to be him. I called him out . “Took a shot,” as I called it. Shot was expertly delivered and we made plans via the web site’s mail program to meet one day when our schedules melded.We hooked up on a cold winter’s day about a year ago. We talked before either of us fully committed to only oral and performed on each other with swallowing — no mess for either’s wife to question afterwards. If they should ask what we. She then vacuumed both nuts into her warm mouth and started to jerk my hard cock. I reached down and grabbed her tits and played with then. Seeing that I was interested in her tits she then, let my nuts go and scooted and sat up a bit and placed my cock between two melons and started to jack me with her breast. I felt like I was going to blow. She kept shaking her big bountiful breast up and down on my wet, slippery cock then slipped her lips over my head and started to suck as she titty fucked.