Andrea looked at me and said quietly, “You don’t mind do you?” “Why would I?’ I whispered in her ear. “Anyway, I’m not supposed to see y...u from now until the ceremony.”I went to the room I was sharing with Ian and Sally and Jess joined us. Sam and Rachel along with Andrea and Richard were in the girl’s room.When I shut the door, the girls had already stripped to their underwear and quickly dropped to their knees, Jess undoing Ian’s trousers. My pants and boxers were soon around my ankles and. He stopped me so he could sit down. he had slipped his pants of and sat there legs open and leaned back. I stroked him for a few strokes and took him back into my mouth. keeping my mouth wet i started to bob on him at a good even speed my lips and tongue working over him starting to feel him slowly grow in my mouth. He softly told me how good it felt and sorry that it took him some time to get it up. I did not mind i was enjoying myself and it was a nice change from the college boys that lasted. I figured that I would just bull my way through the bushes, watching out for snakes and poison ivy.Well, I get about 10 feet into the brush and my ankle gets caught by a vine. No way to stop it, I fall flat on my face in the muck. Man, am I pissed! My clothes aren't all that clean, normally, but even I stop short at sporting dried mud all over my shirt and pants. Anyway, there I was, lying face down in the mud when something shiny catches my eye. It looks like a brass pot or urn, and it's. Rosalynn was on her right, talking to her softly. It is difficult to lose a parent when you are fifty. It is hideous to lose a parent when you are sixteen. It is an abomination when you lose ninety percent of your family on the same day, and not know anything about the person you are being shuffled off to for the next two years of your life. If it is a SOFT landing as Delicious’ was, your soul has time to repair itself. Unfortunately, in this instance, Delicious had to go through the death.