Oddly, she found herself entranced just watching his finger slide against her skin. “Does your lucky leprechaun hurt?”“My what?” He paused whi...e rotating his jaw. Finally, the smile returned to his face as he caught the meaning of her euphemism. “Oh, just a little. I was pretty...stimulated.”That much was clear. Even now it looked pretty well stimulated as his admission gave her another opportunity to look. Gina smirked. “I’ll aim for the balls next time.”“Please don’t.” Her taunt received a. “Okay, do all the girls do it this way?” Jenny asked. She smiled at me and I could have exploded right there.“Not all of them, but the great ones do and it keeps from having a big mess,” I said and pulled her head to my cock. Jenny opened her mouth wide and I slid my cock in her mouth. The moment I took my hand off my cock so I could stick more in her mouth, I exploded. Jenny pulled her head back as the initial shot must have hit her in the back of the throat, but my hand held her there. “No,. " It is, isn't it?" she smiled. "It's a good thing. You're a good thing. And if I turned out to be Albert Stinkin' Einstein hisownself I would still want my Dan." I love you." I know you do," she said. "Cindy and I were talking about how wonderful it is to each have our own Dan. It is wonderful. Baby, her Dan has some of the same feelings you do. And she loves him the way I love you. Y'all need to get a grip. I will never leave you nor forsake you. When I met you, you were the smartest man I. Her fear was extensive, and she was too desperate to hide it. It was a last ditch effort to try to get help.Michelle was a totally different thing. She was not exuding a sense of endless desperation. She was exuding the sense of trying to be an adult that comes out when a kid, for instance, tries to play house- or teacher. She was trying to convince me she was a strong, capable hobo just like me.Most people under the age of 25 or so are not fully aware of their own mortality, beyond perhaps a.