"Jon, are you okay? Have you been shot again? How come you're bleeding?" I think when I twisted around to face the car I ripped the stitches loose in ...y side. It might be a good idea if we go back to the house and let Myrna take a look at it. If I did, she will have to call the doctor to come out to the house to sew me back up again. Tiny, why don't you drive this time so I can keep pressure against the wound?"He did as I asked and we made short work of getting back to the house. Sally drove me. .. there isplenty of sweat there to act as lube... I think if I add just a little spitwe will have smooth sailing. He pulls away, "we got to be safe, put it on" he says trying to soundfirm. Ok, ok, I says, here you put it on for me... I reach in my pocket andtoss the condom at him, it sails by him, hits the wall, he turns and bendsover to pick it up... the thought of soap in a prison shower comes tomind... And there it is. Shiny, young, tight asshole ripe, spread open andready for. The girl was an athlete with a firm lean muscular body, C cup breasts and neatly trimmed pubic strip above her clean cut pussy lips. She licked her lips. Mitch moved forward focusing on her mother licking her lips. Mitch knew what she wanted. Her mothers tongue on her pussy. "Mom? Please. I wanna wear the skirt and tank top I got the other day. " Her mother had watched as she tried the clothes on in Kmart dressing room. The girl was either an innocent or a big flirt. She had turned away bent. I had been taking care of my sexual frustrations while in the shower, my only alone time. Now i would actually be able to enjoy a longer more fulfilling solo session after the light were out. Guess I've always enjoyed long stroking sessions. Bringing myself near orgasm repeatedly before finally releasing. The doors to our rooms were never fully closed. Sliding cotton partitions were our only means of privacy. The doors when opened from nearly shut to completely open were absolutely silent. At.