He had no friends, nobody wanted to associate with the class idiot, they felt uncomfortable in his presence. During the lessons Wellings’ mind woul... often wander, he would imagine he was somewhere else, anywhere else but in that dreadful classroom. He remembered the days before school and the hateful lessons, he remembered how free he had felt, then there had been no weight upon his soul, no worries or fears which gnawed at his mind during waking hours and asleep. It was a stifling feeling,. A look came into his eyes like I had never seen before. He looked...hungry all of sudden. He was completely still for a moment. That look was making the heat in my body build.I rushed to explain... "I saw Lupe with Juan. He was kissing her breasts. She looked like she was in pain but she wasn't pushing him away. Do you think he was kissing her to make her feel better?"My father didn't say a word. He just continued to stare with that burning look in his eyes. I licked my suddenly dry lips. The. She had her feet pulled up onto the seat, and her hemline retreated up her thighs. I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties, but my memories of her pussy, with its long soft blonde hair and shaved cunt lips, made my cock begin to point to the sky beneath my shorts. I went to the grocery store and bought a few items that we needed at home. I then swung by the pharmacy to pick up her prescription. Finally, I made a stop at the local adult book store. I figured that, if I bought Jenna a. ”“So don’t YOU ever get lonely,” Aunt Jesse asked in a very ‘gotcha’ manner.I felt my cheeks flush, and as a sheepish grin spread on my face I leaned towards her and quietly said, “I call my battery powered lover ‘Greg’… after my first boyfriend.”Jesse laughed and said, “I call mine ‘Big Leroy’, if you use your imagination, I’m sure you can guess why.”Both of us broke into hysterical laughter, and I only hoped that nobody around us knew we were talking about our sex toys. Then as we started to.