“Hey, we can stop this if you want.” Slap-slap! My dick reacted like there were two chicks fighting over it. I heard her sobbing and my dick conti...ued to stiffen anyway. I prayed that she wouldn’t notice. Slap! I felt my balls and dick fill up. I tightened my groin. Slap! I couldn't believe the speed and intensity of the build-up. Slap! I simultaneously wanted to cum and not to cum. I could not work out why this worked me up. She stopped, and I twisted around to see her doubled over, crying. I. We sat and had the meal and a couple of cans of Stella, we sat around for a hour or so before Big Lad pulled his shorts down and said he'd forgot to shave his pubes, that's all right I said we'll do it now.I went and got the razor and gel when I got back Big Lad had put a towel down and was laid on the floor with his legs spread and his shorts off and his t-shirt hooked over his head, I got in-between his legs and rubbed the shaving gel all over his pubes, hold on a minute I said we need a bowl. All I knew was that I loved the girl. I always kinda did, but only as a sister before—now I honestly couldn’t picture my life without her. I knew that it was weird to feel that way simply from a fuck, but it was more than that, maybe the magic did something, I dunno, but she was definitely Air, as I’d told Malachar. Perhaps a large part of my happiness was because I knew—without a doubt—who my five were now.Then there was Maria—my sexy hot Tamale—she was healing! I felt so much relief at that. And as cherry on top of the cake, with right bra, my cleavage acts as a temporary place to store tools in middle of work. I don't get to brag about that too often. The story takes part at the Friday evening. I had finished my classes for the day, and for some pocket money I did some extra work at the company I apprenticed at. Jill had asked me to work my magic on the clay artifacts from dig site few hundred kilometers from the town we were stationed at. She had hot Friday date and asked me to.