Midnight then put it all back together. The process wasn't fast, it took that weekend and many others over the long winter and spring. Many, many looo...g weekends. Weekends where I was missing time with my new girlfriend.To cover for those absences, I did write articles for the science and technology section of the Star. I wasn't submitting them yet, but I did write them, and Becka and I would spend time in the evenings, when we weren't otherwise occupied, going over them together. She was a. It was jsut there, rock hard, jutting up from his big hairy balls. Francesca was having a good look at it. I was wondering if she'd seen one before."Have you seen a man's cock before?" I enquired She giggled"Only BOY'S, I think" she mused "That is .. very big one!!" Her eyes were visibly watering at the thought of it. Richard got onto the bed and as best he could tucked his hard on out of the way. He moved up, and in, to lick Francesca's pussy. She closed her eyes and emitted low Mmmmms. I. “Hello, ladies. Did you enjoy your outing?”“I fell, Daddy! But Ca’ole kiss i’ be’er.”“That was kind of her! Did you say thank you?”She struggled in his arms and he put her down so she could toddle over to Carole. “Thank ‘oo.” with a heart-melting smile.“You’re welcome,” Carole smiled back, but went on, “Kat, Harry, I thought she was only just one year old?”“A year and a couple of weeks.”“But she’s talking...” Carole was puzzled. “I mean, she drops some vowels, but she’s perfectly. He went around to the back and fished out his road flares, setting them on the road. Not that it was very likely anybody would come; this road was sparsely traveled this late at night. He hadn't seen a car for the past hour.Having set up the flares, he started walking. His car receded into the distance, surrounded by its corona of lights. The wind blew, rattling the branches of the trees and biting through his thin t-shirt mercilessly. The nearest town was ten miles away, which would take him.