"O.k. Where do you want me? Do you have a pose in mind?"I could hear her breathe out sharply. "Yes! He's going to do it for me! Yes!" On the lounge. Y...u can undress in the other room if you like, if that would be more comfortable." No, I'm fine here, if you are." Yesss."I started undressing, removing my shoes, stripping my shirt and pants off, then my underwear, and I was nude, standing in front of Laurie, who was standing in her smock, with her beautiful legs and arms extending beyond their. ” I replied pleasantly. “Our mom wonders if we can borrow your lawnmower?” They asked in unison. “I guess so,” I said walking out the door with them. I showed them how to start it and they took turns mowing, while I went back to my house. After the lawn was done they brought the mower back. They were both sweaty and the T-shirts they wore clung to their braless breasts from sweat. I tried not to notice, but started to fantasize about peeling their shirts off and fondling their naked breasts. I. One of his hands is on her clit, rubbing circles over it, the other on one of her nipples squeezing and twisting it. Then of course there is his huge cock penetrating her over and over again. She cannot quite make out what he looks like because he is obscured by shadows. She hears his voice, gruff and low, “Come on, Dixie. Cum for me. I want to see you cum.”The girl cannot believe what she is thinking. It feels so real, the words seem to ring in her ears rather that her mind. It is the dirtiest. In reality what kept me going was Emma. A first-grader, 2 months shy of seven - and she was my rock, my comfort, my sweet companion. It was with Emma I could cry, with Emma I could be angry and upset, with Emma I could be allowed to be gloomy and distant. The first couple of months of 5th grade were a blur, but eventually I emerged from the haze and life went on.Dad's employers hadn't been particularly understanding and in the end he switched jobs, even if it cost him quite a bit, in order to.