I really, really tried. I just can't do it." How do you mean, you tried? How did you try?"She paused, I assumed to collect her thoughts before going o...."The other night, the boys were over here. And it was just them and me. My husband was out of town. When Andy and Robert came upstairs to go to bed, I ... I was in my bed under my sheet. And I was ... I was naked." Totally naked?" I asked."Yes. And I started to do it." How were they supposed to hear you?" I left my door open ... almost halfway!". And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?ST. FRANCIS: Yes, Sir.GOD: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.ST. FRANCIS: You aren’t going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of itGOD: What nonsense. At least they kept some of the. Pre cum was constantly running onto my tongue. Then came the beautiful familiar feeling of semen coursing through my system and up into my thick shaft. I tried to maintain the session to prolong the enjoyment but my young body needed release. I exploded gobs of thick white cum onto my tongue inside my mouth. I remember holding the load for a moment and swirling it around with my tongue to get a full taste. Then that thick load went down my throat as I withdrew my member. I slowly slid my cock. “There’s so much, Mick.”I began to suckle on Diana’s breasts, rolling and pinching the free nipple with my hand. Diana came several more times and finally was just lying there, motionless.“Sasha,” I whispered, “I think we broke her.”“No,” Sasha replied quietly. “I think we just made her very happy and sad.”“I know,” I said as I watched the slow breathing of the woman who had drawn me into this amazing week and introduced me to my true love. “I love her so much and I hate that I’m hurting.