I sat on the sofa like I had the day before. Carrie came and sat on my lap, just like her daughter had less than 24 hours before. Wow, that made my di...ck hard. Carrie commented on how much I must need it as I was so hard. Carrie had one of her short dresses on but had bare legs today as the weather was warmer than it had been for the past few days. Carrie had been walking around the house and had reached up to one of the high level cupboards in the kitchen, I'd noticed she wasn't wearing. The target is no longer a goal or an opponent; the target is a true reflection of the archer. The archer aims to purify his thoughts and his actions, knowing that pure shooting will flow from a pure mind and body. Now, there is no distance between man and target, man and man, and man and the universe—all are in perfect harmony. [Hideharu Onuma, Kyydo: The Essence and Practice of Japanese Archery (1993)]One of the essential goals of spiritual growth through the martial arts is to forget oneself.. ” Shelly grabbed Megan by the arm and brought her to the front of the car. She pushed Megan down on the hood of the car and ran her hands up Megan’s legs. She reached the waist band of Megan’s thong and started pulling it down, exposing her pussy to the cop who was watching every move. Megan had no idea what was happening, her friend was about to eat her out as a cop watched. She was about to say something when she felt Shelly’s tongue lick up her slit, which caused her to moan. Shelly. " I whispered in her ear, breaking our kiss momentarily.She gave me the smuggest, most self-satisfied look I have ever seen and just came straight back in, to continue our kiss. Her reaction drove me insane with lust. I probed her spunk-coated mouth, even more enthusiastically with my tongue and simultaneously mauled her arse cheeks with my hands. Unable to help myself, I brought one hand round and up in between her thighs, and started fingering at the damp-patch in her satin panties. To be.