“Can you hear that? That’s how wet I am, that’s how much I need to fuck you.” My prick had responded to what I was seeing and began to harden,...Jo grasped it and squeezed as she moved into a position where she could sit on it. She rubbed it against herself once or twice then, slowly lowered herself onto my now throbbing member. I had never felt a shaven pussy before, it was unlike anything I’d known. Jo was sliding up and down on me, sometimes rocking her hips back and forth, her head was down. ..” Kim felt genuinely sorry for him. Her own father had taught her everything. Their activities together made Kim suspect that her dad had secretly wished for a son, but he never made her feel that way, and she cherished every minute they'd spent together. Kim didn't know it, but he had cherished those times as well. Kim had thought he'd succumbed to the cancer very quickly, but the truth was that he'd been sick for much longer than his daughter knew, since he'd hid his cancer diagnosis. I…I’m really going to miss what we’ve had.’ Jason looked at her and felt a terrible sadness. He had a feeling she was trying to get him to understand that this would be the last time they would ever get together. ‘So are you,’ he said softly. He covered her mouth with his and kissed her hard. The next morning, they got up early and rushed around, getting things ready to go home, with little help from Sylvia, who was a bit hung over and pouting because, as she kept insisting, they had ‘ruined. It was Sister Carmelita that told her in all seriousness,"You are so pretty, Sister Susan, that I wonder why you have hidden your light here inside these walls?"Susan laughed and tried not to let the compliment go to her head. She did pride herself on the fact that she exercised twice a day and managed to keep her mortal body in good shape for an older person. She was the most industrious worker in the garden and the sight of her bent over working the ground with her heart-shaped hips swaying.