“We should give it one more go. Try and get him to want to see his child if not exactly raise her,” he said. She nodded, but it was a sarcastic no....“You’re right of course. But it’s just like I said, I’m just at the end of my rope worrying about him worrying us, and all,” she said. “But one more go at him? Okay.” The man nodded.Grant Hardy didn’t especially like bars like the Pasture, but beer was pretty much generic, so here he was. He’d been here before, actually several times over the years,. Once Chip has fully awoken she has him stand next to the bed and she backs up into him. I lay on myback and she takes my meat in her mouth. I feel her moan vibrate through me as he impales her on his length. A few strokes to get his balance and Chip starts pounding her pussy like theres no tomarrow. I can feel his powerful thrusts pushing her head harder into my cock. I grab a handful of hair and shove my cock deep, feeling the back of her throat caress me. After I let her up she works my shaft. Next thing I knew, she was crying.Thank God I instinctively knew what to do. I held her in my arms and kissed her cheeks and her ears, and caressed her hair. It didn't matter that she was fifteen years older than I. I squeezed her to me and rubbed her back. She began to talk and I said, "Shut up." And I continued squeezing and caressing.The idea of losing my kissing buddy was too much. I said, "Let's let this thing work out the way it wants to work out. We're both enjoying it too much to stop,. It wasn't like Jennie was just some regular girl, where her saying no wouldn't be any big deal. Jennie was also giving him the kind of experiences and sex education that would be the envy of almost any other fifteen year old boy.What if he screwed that up by asking her for a date? He'd like to take her out on a date, but not if it meant that his asking could cost him more of the garage experiences. Later, as he stood under the water, stroking himself to a nice cum, Mike's eyes were shut.