The hand between my legs disappeared but the hand on my cock held me tight. I took the cock and as soon as it entered he ...I moved back on it. I was ...n my tippy toes and my legs shook as I felt his slender shaft fill my hole. It felt huge inside me, the hand touching my cock was pulled away as I leaned over the stood with my elbows and slowly bounced back against the wall. I was sweating and my elbows slid on the padded stool. There wasn't as much penetration but my natural body reaction was. The body turns to me and I feel an arm over my chest and a warm body creeps close to me. As a protective wing I put my arm over her and stroking her back repeatedly until she stops talking, so the silence returns in the bedroom.Her arm across my chest feels warm and I follow with a finger the vertical and horizontal scars on her wrists. Fading wounds of an earlier life, an unhappy life. Although these physical scars fade some wounds remain open. Even if she seek professional help, it takes time. .. of the demon rum ... and I come into this land. Sixty years ago this was miles out in the country ... sagebrush, coyotes and sand..."Ah ... the desert rat story ... they'd heard it a thousand times ... Billy tuned it out ... Wili, Wilhelmina, listened like it was the first time. The old man was the grandfather she'd never had.While the old man droned on about desert, cactus and cows, Billy's mind turned itself to the novel idea ... of ... high school.High School ... babes ... blow jobs,. Sarnt had activated the open circuit and had kept up a running commentary which Ivy had recorded onto her shuttle's log. She had been on the other side of the Stews when Sarnt came on line and within seconds had swung about and pushed the throttles to the firewall. (Bill Oscar tore a humungous strip off her for putting the shuttle into the workshop for maintenance when she knew the children were not getting hurt. Bill's wife tore a larger strip off him for doing it.) Pat's main problem had been.