.. Jessica grew up.She was a bit of a late bloomer and it was not until shortly after her 17th birthday that Jessica discovered the overwhelming needs...of her female slit. Up until that time, it was there primarily for her to make her pee pee and disturb her monthly with periodic unpleasantness. Suddenly, when Johnny Henderson took it in his head to stick his hand under her gown in choir practice, she discovered a whole new reason for the existence of her private little garden between her legs.. ”“Child?” scoffed Dhondu, “She is legally an adult and can do what she wants. Remember, she is older than you were when you got married.”“She needs to take care of my family,” cried Anupriya. “Please don’t distract her. She is young and vulnerable. Please promise me you won’t approach her again.”“But you have so many restrictions in bed?” asked Dhondu. “You hardly suck my cock, and you make it look like you are doing a favor. I’m risking my life, and you don’t even acknowledge that.”“Don’t tell. "Yeah that would be nice... Thanks Jason... as you can see I'm all wet and freezing". She quivered.As she walked through my door, I noticed dark rings around her hardened nipples for the first time. Hey, she might be younger than me but my dick started to stir."Let me get you a towel to dry yourself." I said, trying not to get a hard on."Thanks, I hope you don't mind?" She smiled."No, I don't mind at all." As I handed her the towel, eyes fixed on her tits, my dick began to rise. She must have. Grace pulled the pointed shaft of wood out of my chest, leaving me on the ground, coughing and shaking. She stared at the tip streaming with rivers of bl**d. The night air swirled into the hole in my chest. I kept my eyes closed. The clatter of the fence piece had Grace crying over my body yet again. Her warm tears splashed over the gaping wound in my chest. I love you Grace. I am sorry I cannot stay. I could not get the words to make it to my mouth. Perhaps it was a will of Death to let Grace.