She told me to finger her and I slid my middle finger in her wet pussy, she was so tight I asked her if she had sex before and she said yes with her e... boyfriend, I fingered her for another ten minutes and than slowly crawled on top of her kissing every inch of her tiny body on the way up. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this and before she would answer she had her hand on my cock and was sliding the head into her very tight pussy, she threw her head back and let out a growl and. That I could somehow feel his presence, somewhere in the dark fogs of my mind, and I realized that I did have something left to care about ... my husband. Even if I had to swim and walk across every ocean, desert and mountain on this world, I needed to return to him! Undoubtedly, far too late to matter, but perhaps just in time to face the end of the world together, in each other’s arms, at the very end of all things.As the fugue began to lift I could hear Dottie’s voice, gently talking to me,. And where….. She then puts her head on your lap, for fucks sake. You jump up. ‘See! You don’t fucking care! Screw you, no one will ever love me, I don’t care!’ ‘I’m sorry, as much as I want to help, you cant lay on my lap.’ You’re feeling awkward. Its your fucking job for christs sake. She’s proper crying now and you don’t know what the hell to do. You do what you shouldn’t. You put your arm around her and pull her in. Its then you realise how small she is, how innocent despite the gob, and you. A few had tiny cracks in them and a few had corners that crumbled, but overall they were pretty consistent.Abby came over and spoke, "Riley, those with the little cracks had too much clay in them. The ones with the crumbled edges didn't have quite enough clay and weren't well mixed."I laughed, "You sound like an expert on making adobe?" I am. If we need more storage at the ranch, come to me and I'll show you how to make bricks for it. There will be enough bricks made here by next week for what.