We had been together for a little over three months and never had a chance to make love all the way. We had, I guess you would call it petting heavy!...He actually has had his fingers in my pussy and once he had licked me into a fantastic orgasm. And, while I had never actually seen his cock in the light, I could feel it in his slacks. It was big, not huge, but large enough to satisfy me, this I was sure of. I know he climaxed shooting his load in his slacks on two different occasions from my. Careless, eh?" My lord. Come in. Come sit. Please tell me." She felt tears in her eyes, and her heart was beating madly. "Why didn't you write? Did you get my letters?" She pulled him down on the sofa and sat beside him, tossing his hat aside and holding his calloused hand, staring at his familiar face and noticing his blood-shot eyes. His hand felt like an ill-treated saddle, and he smelled of hay and sweat. Billy had bathed once, in a rainstorm, in the last four months and knew he harbored. " He mumbled, before hanging up. He ran his fingers through his messy dark hair. He sat back down and continued watching the show. His mind, however, was on other things. His step-father, his mother, Daniel...the emotions came running back into his mind like a bad dream. He got up and walked up the stairs to have a shower and wash the stress away. He stripped naked and stood underneath the jets of warm water. His thoughts turned away from parents and dead brothers, to the beautiful, alluring. " Jennifer thought. She could almost see some of the men positioning themselves closer to her already. It was fun dancing with strange men. There was no end to their invitations and not too subtle suggestions. Slow dances invariably flattened her ample breasts into the chests of the partner. Most of the men wanted to crush their crotch and chest into her body. And the hands! Every male slipped his hand down to caress the soft curve of her derriere. It was like a constant massage. A.