I felt his hands starting at my ankle and work up my right leg. He felt my calf and then my knee and then he hit the back of my knee. I moaned.My cock...growing as his hands sent shivers up my legs to my groin. His hands found my thigh and he softly stroked my thigh, the softness of the Wolford pantyhose captivated his hands and he couldn't seem to get enough of the touch, not that I could blame him they are quite the pair of hose.Soon my cock was harder than before and again the pre-cum was. Now I know that he's unique among men — no make that mankind — I'd work by his side for no pay. What he can do, what we can achieve together boggles my mind."She gave Carol's hand an affectionate squeeze, released it, and continued. "Gabby had a saying that became my guiding light. Dear, wonderful, adorable Gabby. 'To get you've got to give, ' he'd say, and those words defined him. He taught me charity by example. He gave of himself that I might live, that I might be all I can be. Fate or. It feels good!A certain part of me begins to show how good it feels. There is already a little bump in my shorts.I`m afraid mom has seen it already. She takes off her hands for a few seconds and has them on me again. She had opened her dressing gown. Now I feel something soft and warm on my back. She is pressing her bare tits against me, what a wonderful feeling! I can`t believe it.My cock is growing faster in my shorts. I`m very nerveous, my heart goes fast, my mother really makes me. As soon as it was up he dumped it in the pail and then dropped the bucket back down the well. There was a long silent space as it fell and then a splash when it hit."Wow" said Jill. "I didn't know the well was so deep." She walked over and tried to look down the well. The wall around it was stone, and quite thick, and she couldn't see well, so she leaned further... and further... and further, until she was almost lying on top of the wall around the well.A gust of wind blew her skirt up around.