His death, along with that of one of our sons in a car crash almost destroyed my world. I was 38 years old and thought my life was over. If it hadn't ...een for my oldest boy, Jeff Junior, I don't that I would've survived.Jeff reminded me so much of his late father when he was also 18 it was downright scary. When I saw him in the morning, his dad immediately came to mind. Some memories were more painful than others. When I saw Jeff at the pool with his shirt off or smelled his sweat when he'd. “I think you two need to do something about it”Ingeborg and Madame smiled to him as they started to masturbate him in an odd kind of ‘teamwork’. They used her hands to keep his cock somehow in the way to a full erection, which worked for a while.“Ohh… you girls… ahhhh…”It didn’t take longer for both ladies to use their mouths to please their lover. Starting with kisses and tongue baths at the tip, sooner their mouths worked at full motion sucking and sharing to each other the Brazilian’s dick,. Sitting in wide eyed anticipation of further devastation, Mary rubbed at her injured wrist, and waited.The length and strength of this trembler did not seem as extreme as some of the earlier ones. She could hear a crashing of rocks tumbling from the canyon wall somewhere in the distance, and much closer there was a slight rattle of small stones falling to a new resting place. She heard a single, solid, dull thump from inside the shack. Another stone from the fireplace must have broken loose,. I consumed with anticipation as John laid me down on the soft ground under the shade of a tree. The moss-covered roots made a good pillow. He lay down beside me, pressed his soft lips against mine and I pulled his body close to mine. John got up with a cheeky smile and started to strip for me. He jokingly threw each item of clothing at me as it came off. I laughed and pulled his boxers off my face to see him standing there, naked in the middle of the woods. His mid-length, mouse-brown hair.