Then again, I don't even know if you want children." Yes, I want children someday. You're right, I do want a career but sometimes I think that I could...have it all like a lot of women. It's something I need to think about." Well, when you decide, I'll be happy to help you out," Jim laughed."Happy to help out at what?" Katie said as she walked out of the house."If I want children, Jim said he would be glad to help me have some," Jenny laughed. "Jim, you should talk to Katie, she wants lots of. Just don't hurt me, please!" We'll see, Ashley" he said as his hands tracedslowly down her body , over her ribs, her stomach, down over her hips and theninto her crotch, pressing up against the soft dampness of her pussy.She realized with alarm that despite her fear his hands feltgood. In fact, because of her fear his hands felt good. Her arms were stretchedup over her head making it impossible to defend herself, and her vulnerabilitywas exciting her terribly. She felt his hands at the waist of. She was very tight and rather dry at first, but with some effort we got the long, hot shaft stuffed into her and after a dozen or so slow, deep thrusts, we were well lubricated and enjoyed a fine rogering that brought us both to huffing, moaning climaxes. It was nearly as matter-a-fact as ditch digging, seemingly emtionless.When I withdrew, she stood on wobbly legs and then collapsed across her bed, rolled to her back, arms spread wide, gasping for breath, chest rising and falling. I crawled up. Bishop bought Vera's boat, and I had decided I'd like to try my hand at boat building ... although it wasn't much of a decision ... it was more like walking by a car lot on Saturday morning and saying to the salesman, "I'll take that one." Even though you had a perfectly good car at home. Sheer impulse!After all that we still needed a boat.I needed a place to stay while I found a suitable hull to use as a plug and Chicago hotels are expensive. The season was heating up and baseball fever kept.