Try and stand up. I'll help you."She got up and tried not putting any pressure on her leg but the pain was severe. John scooped her up in his strong a...ms and carried her in the dark up the road to where his car was parked. He had been waiting there since midnight, afraid she wouldn't show up. Then he had heard someone cry out in pain and that's when he left his vehicle and ran down the road to find her. 'Thank God he did before anyone else had!' he thought as he carried her and gently placed. It may have been more appropriate during passion. Now, it brought tears. Early morning, coffee-on-the-porch tears. ‘I love you too,’ she stammered before moving quickly into my lap. I smiled. She cried. I held her, wishing the morning would last forever. I squinted and saw the trees as streaky green glass against a most glorious cloudy blue backdrop. The world seemed wonderful with her in my arms. Her tears washed over me, cleaning away so much pain. Amber would be my redemption. I held her. . In each hand you had a large erect penis. You couldn't mistake that feeling. You immideately let go and started to feel around...nothing but walls...and a hole? There work cocks sticking out of holes in the wall? "What do you think?" Emmas voice was close to your ear. "Isn't it cool?"You started to jerk the cocks off. The entire situation was insane, but you trusted Emma, and you were horny as hell...and those cocks were really big. You pumped them with your hands, hesitantly at first, but. In fact, I think you OUGHT to try out a cock in your ass, bi, gay, or straight, just for the experience!" So you're not, like, mad?" Why should I be mad? Be what you are, Son -- if you end up deciding that's gay, I won't freak. I just want you to do it all before you let somebody ELSE convince you that you're one way or the other," I said gently."Okay."I turned back to what I was doing, and Pete didn't leave; apparently, the conversation wasn't over. I looked back at him. "Is there something.