I went with it. Having his hands on my tits when kissing and grinding was ultra exciting and enjoyable. Then they started to ooze milk. Shit.That w...as not Kens opinion at all. He alternately moved his lips to my nipples, neck and mouth and now he is stroking me hard. He repeated the nipples, neck mouth sequence a few times. All the while stroking. He warned me "I'm close to cumming". I said "Flip me, I want to cum with you". In a motion I'm on the bottom with legs high and we are loud. . It pressed into the joining of my legs as it tried to rise. I wondered what he was dreaming about, if anything. Was it sexy? Was it about us? We’re monogamous, but we’ve both shared and play-acted fantasies and dreams of course have no moral restrictions at all.Images and memories of past dreams and games played in my head, from silly things like ‘speeder seduces cop’ and ‘quarterback nails cheerleader’ (or vice versa) to elaborate candle and rose petal bath scenarios. From there my thoughts. " The expression on my face had Beth giggling all the way downstairs.We sat around, talked and watched a movie and then it was time for the celebration. We watched the ball drop in New York, sang Auld Lang Syne and spent some time guessing what the new year would be like.About one-thirty Greg stood up, "Well, I suppose it's time we headed out." He didn't sound real thrilled at the thought."That doesn't make any sense," Beth responded, and with a glint in her eye, "Why don't you just stay here?. Dann werden wir ein Lager überfallen in dem lauter schwule Jungen leben sollen und sie alle töten, das was die machen ist doch gegen Allahs Willen, obwohl das was ich gerade spüre himmlisch ist, so geil hat mich noch keine Frau gemacht, vielleicht ist das doch nicht gegen das Gesetz Allahs. Aber egal Auftrag ist Auftrag.OnkelSexpartner< schauten und fragend an, sagten aber nichts und wir hielten auch die Klappe.Nach dem Frühstück wollten die beiden mit uns sprechen, hatten aber keine Zeit mehr.