I try my best but seem to be out of sync with her rhythm.She takes a handle of my pigtails and tries to guide me for a time. In frustration she pushes...me off. I fall back. She leaves for the restroom and slams the door. He goes after and leaves me alone on the floor. I shamefully sit there in the same position my panties touching the carpet.I wait there patiently. He returns in the nude. His cock still hard. I am carried on to the bed. He positons me on all fours facing the wall. His hands. " Hisattention shifted to the screen. "Let me see if Buckley is still on theinjured list."Lowering my voice, I said, "Certainly." Then I left him alone with allthat athletic stuff that I don't understand. Men!I checked the oven. Then I opened the fridge and inspected the dessertsthat I'd put so much work into. Those layered parfaits would be a treatfor both the eyes and the palate. When I returned to Jack, his drinkneeded freshening up, which I dutifully did. Then I stood to the. . pregnancy yet?" "No, but I will soon." Allison came down the stairs to find Chris waiting in the foyer. She had on the tiny skirt, white blouse and high heels. Her hair was in two braids with pink ribbons at the end. She didn't look like she was 16 but she didn't look 39 either. She had her face made up with bright red lipstick and blue eye shadow. She looked at her son's excited face and said, "Are you sure about this Chris?" "A promise is a promise." Chris scanned his mother's body and felt. Maybe we can see him when we travel west on our first trip.”“Marshal, that would really be a special trip for our grandfather. He thinks a lot of you as a friend and I know he’d enjoy a ride on the Crow Oil Limited,” Jere Joe told him.“Then we’ll plan to take him and some of his people on a trip. Maybe we could talk him into going to St. Louis and you men could go and tell him all about the place.”“We would like to see our grandfather take a trip like that. It would be an honor for us to travel.