He was, like, staring at me. And I could tell from his expression that he wasn't bringing happiness."What's up, Jake?" asked Moira, for me.He sighed i...to his hands before dropping them."Saralina – I really hate to interrupt. But Kate practically threw me out of the office, with orders to fetch you immediately. Sorry..."I frowned, sighed, then stood up, handed him his guitar, went back to give Moira a kiss, (and, on impulse, I gave Jake one too) then headed back to the stairs and down. Down,. I gave him ample opportunity this morning, but he said nothing. Last night, when I looked into his room, he was asleep, naked on his back, bouncing around like he was being ridden like a rodeo bronco, but there was no one else there. His dick was hard and pointing straight up with that lovely upwards curve of his. He wasn’t touching it. His hands were up like he was holding someone on top of him, then suddenly he came. Spurting all over the place. It was fucking awesome. Unbelievable how much. As we kissed, I squeezed her tits and played with her nipples. “That feels so good!” she said, as she leaned back and enjoyed the pleasure I was giving her. Sarah moaned as I softly pinched her nipples and rolled each nipple between my fingers and thumb. “You’re very good at nipple play,” she said, “Just the right amount of pain and pleasure.” She undid the button on her jeans, slid the zipper down, and as she raised her ass, she slid her jeans down to her ankles and then off. She wore no. We were still alone in the sauna,and VERY obviously checking each other out, we decided to take a shower and leave. It was an ‘open ‘ shower set up, with no individual shower stalls. It suited the situation perfectly. We just soaped each other up from head to toe and rinsed off. After drying each other off, we took a little ride in my old Pontiac. In the part of Northern Illinois where we lived, there were several Parks, and one was near by. My ’66 Ventura had a heater that you could bake a.
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