Girl after girl had handed her full bottles, telling her she had to drink one for every member of the Willows – including herself. It had taken fore...er. Twelve bottles of pure mountain water, two hundred forty ounces worth.Kayla groaned. She pressed her forehead into the prickly rope, grinding her teeth against the pain and strange pleasure. It had been enough water to make her sick at first, and she was sure she’d vomit all of it right back up. “Puke, Kayla, and you’ll just have to drink those. It was when he got out of his car, and the fabric of his pants shifted, that he felt the consequences of his actions from a few minutes before. He could feel the cold fluid in his boxers and nervously examined his pants for wet spots, and saw a small dark circle on one side, about the size of a dime. ‘Shit.’ Despite the fantastic physical sensation of the orgasm, Ted hadn’t really produced very much semen, as it was his second orgasm in just a few hours, and Ted was indeed a middle-aged male.. She shifted and tried to move away from him but he held her in his lap. Her butt wiggled against his crotch, making it ever so slightly hard.When he finally stopped tickling her she let out a sigh of relief. “I'm sorry,” she apologized immediately.“What for?” he was confused. She simply lifted her butt and sat on his lap properly.“I don’t know. I just want to do this,” she admitted.He raised his lap slightly so that she was somewhat elevated and could feel the bulge in his shorts against her. His enthusiastic embrace warmed her being and answered her question. ‘How did you know it was me?’ She grasped both his hands and kissed his fingers softly in amazement. ‘My heart knew. I heard you call my name, and I followed my heart. Please, come with me. I know you are weary from your journey. Let us have some dinner.’ As he guided her skillfully through the crowds, Raj glanced at this American, this lady with whom he had fallen in love. Her letters had been an oasis in his desperation. He.