Then in an effort to escape the crushing pain, Tom was trying hard not to run as he started a brisk stride back up the same parallel paths he'd just t...raversed.Every step of the return trek reflected his anger. Tom was still brimming with hate when he jerked his car door open and suddenly heard her vehicle start. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her dust as she came barreling up the makeshift road.Jumping in, Tom turned the key, firing his engine, and in a display of rage, hit the gas. Our faces were covered in cum. Alan took our picture with his phone. Much later I learned that he had printed it out, and placed on the Spice Factory’s Wall of Fame board.Carl and I stumbled back to the hotel. We did not say much on the way other than agreeing it was a good time. We wondered aloud what our wives were doing.Even though we were all sticky, we did not take a shower when we got back to our room. I took off my clothes and Carl did too. We grabbed a drink and sat down in front. Lying on my back her lips were on mine and then off again as she rose inches above me and her nipples, firm but somehow tender and erect at the same time; tempted my flesh in ways I’d never know.Breasts are a marvel. They set hormones loose, pulses racing, and yet they can do so much more. There are times when they feel like the best place of rest in the world, and yet they can unleash raging passions too. Of course I got used to them over the years, though they never lost their magic.. She knew her butt was too big also and she made a mental note to loose a few pounds. She drove to the mall and paid for her ticket to the movie, one everyone was talking about, a chick-flick as the men said. This one was about a woman who was dying and her relationship with her husband and children.Susan walked into theater number 7 and looked around. There were only a few people in the theater but then it was almost ten minutes before the movie started. Because of her age her eyes didn't focus.