He is slightly chubby and dark. He is 5′ 7″ (I’m 6′). The most striking thing is that even at this age, he had hair of a teenager very light m...ustache, sparse beard. He shaved once in a week.Now he was standing naked in front of me. He had very light hair on his arms and legs. No hair on the back or the ass. I was looking at his smooth chocolatey back and nice round, fleshy and juicy buns. He had a slender neck and sharp shoulders. His arms were slightly fleshy and supple. He had slight moobs. Trevelon, can't you see this boy was hurt rather badly by that same explosion? You can't force him to make that very long ride back to the city in the dark. It would take him most of the night."Mr. Trevelon responded, "All right woman, he can sleep in the hayloft, but," here he swung around to look at Jesse, "you best be on your way by first light."Jesse responded, "Yes sir, thank you sir!"As Jesse rose, he turned to the woman and bowed as he said, "And thank you, Missus, your boy really was a. With my eyes close, fingers dancing along the edge of my leggings where the smooth belly skin ended and the elastic started. Running along the length, my fingers found courage to overstep that boundary and dive below the elastics. Yes elastics. Seems my thoughts and feelings had given by fingers enough courage to surpass both the leggings and the panties and go for the place where these feelings were oozing out of.As my fingers went down, wading through the curled hair and reaching the crevice,. ‘Just lay back while I sort you out.’ He nodded weakly. I made sure that his head was above the water as I dived down to untangle his legs. I had to surface twice before his legs were free. I pulled his head back between my breasts and set off towards the bank. Gradually his legs began to kick to help our progress. Once I had grounded my back in the shallows I stood up and helped him to stand. I put his arm around my shoulders as we walked to his pile of towels. I dried him. He dried me. His.