"I know you wish to grow your hair, but you were not helping yourself bykeeping silent," he said. "Why didn't you say something?" I didn't want to," s...ghed Michael.John stopped and crouched in front of him. James stopped and looked on."Listen Michael. You still have one more visit here, then that is it,"said John. "Next time, do not make it awkward. I don't want to tell thebarber that you are planning on growing your hair down to your waist, ormore to the point, that you are becoming a. .. something citrus-like. He was rewarded with her coo of enjoyment and her hands on the back of his head.Then she was pulling at him again, getting him into position to claim her as a woman. He felt her hand on his hardness, and felt the tip dip into wet heat. There was no transition between that feel around the tip of his cock and his lunge that skewered her in one frictionless thrust that drove the tip of his prick into her cervix. Both of them made sounds that were at the same time agonized. "Mmmmmmmm." This was so wild for Annette. Harold knew so little. This feeling and what her father-in-law was doing was dirty and exciting to her. As she savored his finger, it moved gently within her mouth as she teasingly sucked on it."Lay back, Sweetheart," he murmured, moving back and then pulling gently at her shoulders until the youngster rolled over onto her back.Their eyes met and Don saw the wildness in hers. He knew this young teen was ripe and needy. As he leaned down, her lips parted. Silently and with shaking hand, you open the drawer and pull out a big, purple rod. The cool plastic warms up in your touch right away. The fingers of your left hand are already moving up and down, rubbing faster and faster, making everything messier by the second. Your breath is now racing, as with one hand you eagerly bring the rubber dildo from your night stand while keeping as silent as womanly possible under the circumstances. It's so hard to keep all this in, so unfair, but you have to.