Jen wanted to protest, but found herself unable. She enjoyed the tender feminine touch. Jen also noticed that her cunt was starting to ache, and moist...n. Once Flora had removed the bralette, she removed the lock on Jen’s eyes and stepped back saying this was much, much better. She picked up the robe, and helped Jen into it. She cinched the tie at the waist, and once again Jen found herself very close to Flora. Jen was at least 3 inches shorter, but for some reason their lips were dangerously. I didn’t have to fake any of the noise; his magnificent cock, my sore bottom and matching sore cunt did all of it…I was very loud! There was no love involved; it was pure a****l lust as he tried to fuck the bottom out of me! And, he did a very, very good job of that. His thick nine inches was a good tight fit in my small frame. Doing doggie or missionary he could and, often did hit bottom in me. Not too hard because, for some reason, I was made to take longer cocks. Most longer guys were. Mother asked if he had a driver's license. Another goof! I had to get him an Alabama license right away. Dad had already taught me how to drive and I was just waiting for my 16th birthday to take the test, so I could assume the David Smith persona and get tested immediately. That was an easy problem to solve, thank goodness!I excused myself and jumped to EU to change to the 30-year-old David Smith persona. I then jumped to the testing place in the court house on the day of a test 6 weeks ago. I. I was always one for taking nice long walks through the country. I just loved all the little trails and pathways that cut through the trees and so forth, it made me feel like a child again, not the 22 year old I am now, when I used to go on picnics with my family. I loved all the wildlife; I had in my hand some nuts I had picked up only moments ago for any squirrels that might appear. Perhaps what I loved most was all the sounds. The sounds of the birds chirping, little squirrels rustling.