Exhausted by a night of disturbing dreams, Jon turned off his alarm clock when it woke him, rolled over, and went back to sleep; a deep and restful sl...ep. Later that day he rose, cleaned up, fixed his lunch, and took his food out to the porch swing to eat.As Jon sat swinging in the porch swing, Bob established a temporary link with Jon’s mind and began softly calling Jon’s name. Looking around Jon saw no one in the area and concentrating on the voice, he realized that he wasn’t hearing it with. I loved the way she shook her head, and her brown hair swayed in the wind, I loved the way she looked at you with those large puffy brown eyes and smirked at you to make you realize how stupid you were acting, and I loved most of all, her smile. We had a little ring of friends in that class. There was Jeremy, Bekah, Me , and Morgan. Jeremy was the jack ass of our group. He seemed to be more close with Morgan then the rest of us. I think, maybe it was because they were both from the. Remember them? Dad said I always could make them better than mother. You used to sneak an extra one when no one was looking." God, Roberta, you speak as if you still remember our father with love. He was the cause of most of our heartbreak." I do remember Dad with love. He and I were always close. No, not the way Mom thought we were. Dad had one love and never should have married a woman. That said, he thought it wise to marry to throw everyone off about him being gay. Looking back, he should. People got on and off, and they'd give us a look, maybe say something cold to Ransom and then turn their backs mostly, but we were getting off on it. I lifted my hips, holding the girl's head and fucking her warm wet mouth. I was gonna cream good just for her and Ransom grinned, almost panting through his open mouth while his girl kept stroking the shaft of his long dick, bringing him closer to filling her tiny Japanese tummy with his sperm. She wasn't slowing down either, neither of them were,.