This warmth and surprised intimateness washed away the girl’s fears and I could see the sensation on her fingers deeply welcomed. I cast aside my sw...rd and slid my free hand through her lushes strawberry blond hair, my broad fingers sliding through the silky fine shoulder length hair and cupping her head when I reached the nape. I stroked my thumb across her cheek and tilted her head to look up to face me. Her green eyes glinted in the sunlight and my still swollen cock was just a couple of. I could smell his musky aroma and mine too. I was emboldened by the alcohol and being horny for the taste of cock, I quietly told him that if he got back on the bench seat behind us, I would suck him off. He sat there stroking his cock looking directly at me and then turned and did as I suggested.I turned and moved toward the back, got on my knees on the floor in front of his open legs and bent down to face his cock. He had pulled down his pants and boxers. There standing up from his loins was. The trial didn’t take long. It captured surprisingly little attention from the nation. There were terrorists hogging the front page, what did another crazy mother who drowned her kids matter? It seemed that every other week another woman drowned her children. When her lawyers proposed the idea of an insanity plea, she wouldn’t let them. She told them that she didn’t want her daughter to grow up thinking that she was crazy. She couldn’t do that to her only child. The lawyers just stared at her. Remember?" Oh yeah. You were saying it's my best feature. Really think so?"Diplomatically, I responded, "I like all of you, but... , " and then I paused, waiting for her recognition of my pun, "but".With a teasing frown she asked, "What do you mean, but'? Or is that butt'?" accenting the tt' of butt."In your case, Sis, it's butt' or, if you will, ass, '" as I gave her my best Grouch Marx leer.She continued to fish. "I can see why guys might like a girl's breasts, or her legs, because... well.