..she wriggles and moansas Mors ass in the air and his hole big yet from L.J....my cock ready and hard to go again...I grab my son's hips and my dick ...asily goes in fully...Mors starts climbing up to taste Suzie's tits...L.J. offers his limp dick and Mors swallows that too!!....while playing with Suzie's tits...L.J. is face fucking Mors...saliva dripping down onto Suzie's chest...Suzie reaches up and grips L.J.'s low hanging balls...my cock starts throbbing...I pull out and get up...shoot my. But I think we should give ourselves a few more days together. We haven't ridden the bikes yet and the bay needs some exploring too."So that's what we did for a few days, Alfred showing me this aspect or that of his special time, how to move things, animals or people. But then he told me that things were getting much too theoretical for his liking. Action was needed. After putting on some sturdier clothes and sneakers, Alfred took off like a shot, running downhill as if trying to crack the Iron. I noticed that another canoe, containing a woman and her son, was heading for a pile of tangled branches in the water. I tried to yell and warn her about the danger ahead. I tried to tell her to paddle hard and turn her canoe, but she must have been unable to hear me.Knowing what was about to happen, I instructed Troy to start paddling in their direction. We arrived, just as the canoe struck the tangled mess. The woman panicked as the boat overturned and she was flung into the water. Her son. Just since arriving in LA and feeling far away from everything and everyone I know, it’s like… well this will sound stupid but it’s like I’m living in my new novel.’ ‘That’s not credible but at the risk of contradicting myself it sounds feasible in your case.’ ‘Yes it is feasible. That is admirable thinking and slowly I’m beginning to feel it happing. Even my thoughts and concepts are changing and no way am I’m forcing it. For instance, I know I’m married and I know I’ve not committed adultery.