She contemplated her breasts. They'd definitely grown, the first time they'd done that since she was 16 or so. That had to be because of the baby, but...still...It reminded her of that day in gym when she'd very proudly put on a bra. Her breasts had been budding, starting as little more than just bigger areola, but then developing some flesh to push them out. It was one of the proofs that she was growing up. Girls didn't need bras; women did, and that first day she'd put one on had been a special. The Rivens had stepped up just as much as Wingate. Their particular skills building and repairing mills hadn’t translated here but their eyes were sharp and they’d taken over scouting the western path. “Jace, anything on the west side?”Jace Rivens had spent all of his life as a millwright. His father had been a farmer but from an early age, Jace knew such a life simply wasn’t for him. He enjoyed taking things apart and putting them back together too much. It had driven his father to distraction. I took off my shirt as she dropped to her knees and began admiring my cock."Its so huge!" "Yea and its all yours Christina."She stood up and gave me a finger motion instructing me to follow.I followed her down the hall and to her parents bedroom where she turned around and layed back on the edge of the bed."Fuck me John, I want your big cock in me soooooo bad!! Fuck me on my parents bed!!" Don't have to tell me twice!!"I walked up and crawled ontop of her, positioning my cock at the entrance of. Looking deep in the crystal ball and double checking her information with tarot cars before speaking, Hazel stared at Allison with wise, old eyes. Compressing her wrinkled skin in a gleeful smile, Hazel’s eyes twinkled with excitement and widened with amazement, as the many mysteries of life that appeared before her made them look young again. She took Allison’s hand and caressed it as if buffing out a scratch with her thumb. She turned it palm side up to trace her lifeline with her calloused.