Damm, I prolly shot enough juice by now to have populated a small town. No way I coulda been Catholic, lol. It was still early, so I slide into a pr ...f cut off shorts and head upstairs for some coffee. Surprised that Dustin was already up, absorbed in Saturday morning cartoons. “Dustin---you make this coffee “?? “Ya Matthew” “Well damm lil bro—thank's for that” I really didn't give my lil bro much attention these days—between the mowing jobs (7 now), dirt bike racing, and summer boxing,. There were still household chores I needed to finish up, so while he slept I got the rest of my laundry done. I cleaned my house, and I then decided to pack him a lunch to take with him for the rest of his route. When I was finally finished thinking I could lie down, I looked at the clock, only to see that I only had a little time before picking my son up from school. That’s when I decided to wake daddy up with a wet blow job. He loves when I wake him up with his cock in my mouth. I love sleep. Heeding my father’s advice (“With guys, son, if you don’t face the music, they won’t respect you and will close you out of the group”) I sucked it up and went to the pub. Before the end of the night the group dubbed me “Axe-wound Arthur”, abbreviating it to AWA (ax-wound is a British slang term for vagina).When I got back to quarters there was a phone message in my mailbox at the front desk that read, “I’ll pick you up at 3:00 pm on Friday. Pack a few things, your razor, and your toothbrush. We. As she logged off her computer she looked around her room thinking she might want to do some cleaning later that day. She scrounged around in her draw for her bikini and threw in on the bed. Turning around she faced her mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and slowly started to remove her clothes and took the time to appreciate the beautiful skin God gave her. She slowly moved her fingertips over her breasts and down her sides trembling at the feather touch. Her mind secretly wondered to.