There is only my Wolf's dark hungry eyes trying to devour her soul. Seconds crawl by, calm and peace flood her, fulfilling her soul. Tears rise unbidd...n and wash over her. When I can't take another second she tries to reach for breath. The sweetest breath claims her aching lungs, healing them and her soul. She feels the slightest tickle of beard stubble on her open neck and throat. She forgot where she was. She has a swift moment of panic and she stiffens in me arms and tries to pull away, but. I’d always fancied her a bit but now I was truly smitten.While I munched my toast and drank my tea Helen sat on the edge of my bed and said that she was glad to have me to herself as she wanted to thank me for befriending Paul and said I’d helped him a lot in trying to cope with his father’s death. Somewhat wryly she said “I wish someone could help me so easily”. I asked her what she means and she explained that as a young widow her social life had all but disappeared. She was no longer asked. "Well, I usually am such a big fan of the steel drum-viola combination, butI am having a hard time connecting with this." "Really?" she said, thick with fake disbelief. "I love the title -- 'TreesAre Just Big Plants.'" They looked at each other, and dissolved into giggling.They reached the bathroom, and she patted his back. "Why don't you gofirst?"He walked in and saw that the bathroom had also been redone. It was paintedto replicate the outdoors, with the walls and ceiling medium blue. I really didn't know what caused it to get big and hard but I knew that I liked how it felt and I wanted others to see what I could do. My older sister would regularly have friends over and I wanted them to see this big dick that I had. I would put on really tight shorts, get hard, and then walk infront of them for them to see it. I didn't really know what I was doing but I knew that when I did it my dick would get even harder and start tingling. My bedroom was right next to the bathroom and.