Three fingers; he fucked her with them. She nearly passed out.“Go to the bathroom and wait for me.” She did. He came in and pushed her up again...t the wall. His power felt so good. He began moving his hips against her; slight back and forth movement that made sure she could feel the rising monster in his pants. “Oh yea, I’ll have some of that”. Put his big hands around her waist and bent her over the sink. The contrast of his chocolate hands against her creamy white skin was almost too. When he took that soap and lathered up his cock, which was getting hard from the attention, I found my mouth hanging open and my pussy starting to clench at the though of him making love to me. I must have moaned watching him, because suddenly, he whipped his head around and spied me watching him from the trees...After his first 3 week run, I was so excited about seeing him again, I decided to buy a welcome home bouquet of balloons, and greet him at the truck yard where he parked his truck.. Well not completely alone. I think she would want me to be there for you, and the boy, but you can’t take her place Thia. It’s lonely out here in this world all alone.“Dad, I just may not be able to get past this,” she said.“It’s okay honey. I’m glad you loved your mom like that. No matter what people say, she was absolutely worth being loved like that.” I suggested.“Is this new one?” she asked.“I certainly hope so,” I said. “She is absolutely different.”“I’m off tonight. Do you want to take me. " she snarled, I followed her like a puppy out the door, into the rain, one of my friends shouted my name but i ignored them, stumbling after Irene in a lustful trance. She lived in a appartment on canal St. just outside of the quarter,at the top of a twisty pair of dark stair cases, it was old and dark and smelt like sweat, in the centre of the cluttered room was a futton piled with pillows.She said laughing, "I know you ve never been with a boy before, ever made love to a woman?"I stood by.