"After we ate and cleaned up, we got out our toys and had a show and tell. I showed him my target guns, I have a Glock 19, 9mm Luger a Glock 32 in .35...7 Sig (my favorite) and a Colt Gold Cup in .45 ACP. He particularly liked the Colt. I think it was more for the caliber then the gun. He had 2 new acquisitions, both Colt replicas in .45 Colt caliber. I told him they were very cool, but I was not really into revolvers. He said, "I have one you will like" and stepped into his bedroom and returned. ” Katie’s shoulders tensed up again immediately, but her nipples tingled as if someone had just sucked them both at once. “What.” Petra chuckled. “Not like in a gay-lovers way. I just mean, if you wanna fool around, you know. Just say so.” Katie twisted around to look back at her friend. Petra was smiling, in that warm, accepting way that she had. Katie used to hate her for that. Nobody should be that happy and kind, she’d thought. But with that smile turned on her now, she just felt safe. . In fact, women who noticed I was nice to the woman nobody socialized with thought I was some kind of saint. Kind of ironic. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, we would have a stolen moment or two like a quick kiss or feel. Her husband was very aware of what was going on. I never spoke with him but she said she spoke with him all the time, telling him about every encounter over the next 3-4 months. She said he loved her so much that he wanted her to be happy and getting my dick often. “Eeah! Eeah! Eeah! Eeah!” I rolled her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and moved my mouth over her right ear. I kissed it, took the lobe between my lips and flicked my tongue across the opening. Kate flinched and squeaked. Had I gone too far? Was she awake? No, she began grinding her ass into my cock. She twisted her head to the side and pulled me around until our lips touched. Her tongue flicked across my lips. We French kissed for several moments while my hard shaft rubbed.