I found it so odd; my large laptop looked so small sitting in front of him. It looked so unusual to see his big leathery hands, hands gnarled, callous...d and scared by weather and work to the point where they could neither open nor close fully, sitting perched on the now small looking keyboard.Cindy was sitting pensively on the edge of the sofa watching him. I thought she looked even more in anticipation of his opinion than I was.He sat; he read quietly, the first I noticed of how deep his. I recognized the attitude, and it made me feel a certain extra weight of responsibility. Not to "reform" Juniper. If there was going to be any permanent change in Juniper Jones, it was going to have to be Juniper herself who would effect it.But having set my hand to the task of helping, I knew I had to try hard not to make a hash of the attempt. I owed that much to her mother and to Franklin.So Juniper and I helped clear the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher, and soon after dinner, we. I was tired. I wasn't sure I was up for a bout of sex. I really could just fade off to sleep. So much had happened so quickly!Eddies tongue gently caressed the spot where he'd nipped me a moment before. It could have easily began a tickle but he knew the right pressure to use and instead it was relaxing. The things that man can do with his tongue! It traveled upwards and his nose pushed my shorts inseam up. At the edge of the pantie his tongue continued it's caress. It both tickled, and didn't.. He shivered beneath me. I kept grinding against him and his hands settled at the small of my back. He groaned and a few curse words spilled out of his mouth. Something about his voice when he was so hard and so needy turned me the fuck on and I needed him."So good, baby..." He said as he tilted his head back to kiss me. I did kiss him back as my hand wrapped around his hard cock one more time and I slipped it under the edge of my panties so he could feel just how soaked I was. I teased his cock.