" She put her hand back on my crotch and massaged me back to hardness. I closed my eyes. Well, this was better than nothing.The masturbation increa...ed speed over the next few minutes. I could hear her breathing matching tempo with mine. Was she frigging herself with her other hand?I got my answer a minute later as her thrilling digits pushed me over the edge. I gasped as I splashed the inside of my underwear and all over her hand. "Umm! Ahh!" she exulted, tremors going all through her. Three days passed without any thing. On Friday night I told her to get ready for tomorrow and should stay with me for whole night. Next day after returning from work I asked her to get ready, she responded ok, silently. I was planning to enjoy her slowly and to taste every part of her body. She just ended her periods so it is safe to have sex with her without contraceptive as it was low risk of pregnancy. It was 8.30 we finished dinner and asked her to get ready soon. At 9.30 she came to my. . child. Human child, that is. Nothing against little Cain here, though. He’ll grow up to be quite the little walking, talking flamethrower, no doubt.“I must say that I’m very pleased at the decline in traditional, mainstream religion in the wake of Doomsday and the rise of what’s clearly emerging as the top dog sect. The weak, corrupt, stale dogmas of the past, giving way to the bold new path of the future. I’m very impressed by that. The absence of Methodists to object to your ... desecration. .."⦁ "Grandma..."⦁ "So are you having them now?"What?⦁ " Orgasms, Sylvia, can you make yourself come?" Ruth, that is so personal. I never talk to anybody about that..."⦁ "Well, you must talk to Rachel about it because she told me..."⦁ Oh my god, oh my god, of course Rachel knew, we had been in each other's pants and no pants at all, since we were about six. Rachel loved Ruth more than any other being on the planet except for mom and dad and me...there is nothing Rachel wouldn't say to her, and.