She came back up gasping for air while stroking.“Wanna come in my young mouth?” she asked, as if she had to.“I’ll knock when I’m ready,” I...told her, trying to catch my breath as well.Cassidy’s head moved at a pace that felt like I was fucking her. She’d bob hard a few times, sucking in on the way back. Slowing down, then she’d pick up her pace again.Before long I was tapping on the fence. “Oh shit,” I moaned out. “I’m going to cum now!”Cassidy didn’t stop; the first blast came as she was headed. He felt he was losing her whenever she'd say how it wouldn't hurt their relationship too much to be apart geographically. It was so upsetting to him, he'd sort of assumed she would go with him. But of course he wanted her to be happy, and she should go wherever she wanted.But that day they hadn't fought once. They'd gone out the night before, eating dinner and seeing a movie. They came back late, sneaking into his house so as not to wake anyone up. It was so perfect, giggling in bed and making. Later you lay alone on your bed or couch. As you relax you recall the trigger clearly as if it just happened. Again your penis stirs. It demands attention. You may fight it, but your mind keeps returning to disturbing, very female, images: A well-filled sweater, a short skirt, or long smooth legs. If you fight further your thoughts turn to bouncing breasts, erect nipples, panties, long legs ending at a tight round ass, or a spread ready pussy. It is a hopeless resistance—you unzip your pants. Looking away from a row of those damnedbeguiling legs, he closed his eyes. Oh how he wished everything wouldjust return to normal. Over the course of the next hour, the Mayor continued to tell everyonewhat was being done. The police and emergency services would continuesearching for the old man, and everyone was told to keep an eye out forhim. Communications and travel to the outside world were still animpossibility. The strange purple fog at the edges of town preventedtravel and phone, e-mail,.