Do you know why there are only wise-women and no wise-men?”“No.”“It is because all our magic comes from the pussy. It spreads out, like the fi...gers from a hand, like the branches of a tree, like the rays of the sun. It is the home of spirits. It is power.” I considered this. “But it bleeds and it hurts sometimes. How can that be magical?” “It is the price of power.”“So... are all women magical?” “A little, in small ways. A mother can hear five babies crying and know which one is hers without. Plus, of course, the sex with Coach was...enjoyable. But I had to think about the whole family, not to mention my college fund. So I hit the pavement and ended up getting a position as a barrista in a coffee shop down the road from school.It was a small place. You'd call it a Mom and Pop outfit, except it was owned and operated by a single woman named Annabel. About 30, the shop wasn't doing all that well, so she wanted to take some night classes to finish up her degree and give her some. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees! His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and remaining strength and very slowly managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old fart.. You cum in buckets ! that was like an elephant came !!”, obviously not comprehending the bucket of cum his cock deposited on me !We stood up laughing, and washed each other’s bodies completely, with me sticking my soapy finger a little way into Benny’s asshole as I washed the crack of his ass. He stood there, trusting, and just said, “careful back there” with a laugh.We finished the shower, and spoke about what we did and how it felt while we got dressed again, and we went out to dinner.The.