Second, I thought that my answer, either way, would probably result in this kid proceeding to tell everyone my business, resulting in a lot of pointin... and laughing. I figured, at the least, asking another question would lead him astray, and possibly derail his line of questioning. “With who?,” I replied. “Haha, naw, man, it’s something you do by yourself.” Damn. My plan backfired. Not only did he now know that I didn’t, he knew that I was totally clueless. “Well, do you wanna stop by my. .. Yes!”Janet screamed her head off. She always came so hard, popping off like a firecracker. She swayed beside me, her juices gushing out of her pussy and running down Alison’s right arm. Alison moaned into her sister’s asshole, tonguing her hard, giving Janet all the pleasure she deserved.She was such a good girl.Lily’s thumb rubbed my clit. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on her plunging fingers and my asshole spasmed on her swirling tongue. The two different delights met in my core. My. " You are one lucky fellow, considering what could have happened with that wound. It seems you have a strong immune system, to resist serious infection. And I compliment you on your first aid skills. This isn't the neatest job of stitching—I'd send one of my surgical students to the back of the queue if he presented me with a job like this—but for doing it to yourself, under field conditions, it's a first rate job, sir."Michael groaned softly, remembering the agony of it."I wouldn't suggest. My eyes water heavily and sting like crazy. My nana laughs and uses an upper corner of her apron to wipe my tears. As she wipes, I get a good look at her cleavage from above. Under the apron she is wearing a light blue cotton dress that accentuates her 36 DD bosoms nicely. I stare at her cleavage for half a second longer than I should have. Rosa looks down at herself then at my prominent bulge and blushes. She turns towards the stove and continues to fry up the beer battered fish as if nothing.