"I know how hopeless our situation is, yet with you, friend Gor, I feel safe, protected."His hand rested lightly on her shoulder. She began to hum a p...aintive folk tune from her childhood. Gor was at once puzzled and delighted. He looked at her quizzically, head cocked to one side to listen. "It's called music," she laughed.She began singing the words as well as she could remember them."... my love for as long as the rivers run to the sea."She smiled and in that moment, Gor discovered the. ”Jack pushed Teresa from behind, rolling her face down on the bed and rolling with her, so that he was laying atop her. Drawing his legs up, he straddled her thighs and sat upright, still buried inside her pussy. Next, he squirted some of the lube on her asshole and worked it in with his thumbs. Finally, he pulled his cock from her cunt, ran some more Astroglide on the shaft, and pushed inside her anus. It was a tight fit, but it still slid in easily.“Very nice,” he whispered.“Oh, Lord, this is. With eyes still shut, i began to press my groin area against the sleeping bag and into the loving touch of John's hand. The innocence of each moment, common to first time fore-play, was amazing. My excitement and edging-arousal continued as I heard the zipper of my sleeping bag. I felt the cool night air pass over my bare chest as John's free arm slid into the opening. Both hands were soon at my waist, pulling my briefs down my thigh. I could barely breath when John moved one hand underneath my. At the time i had just turned 21 and had just started working in a small factory in Southampton, and one of the first people to make me feel welcome was a lady of about 55 called Jean. She looked very good for her age, slim, slightly greying hair nice body etc and we got on fine.After a few weeks of chattin she asked me if i wanted to pop round one evening and i was happy to accept ( i fancied her a lot and had several wanks fantasising about her).The first few visits were just chattin about.