Hogan staggered back as Emerson’s fist connected with his chin. Len Hogan had fifty pounds on Emerson and he used it. After shaking his head clear, ...e charged Emerson. The collision sent Emerson falling backward into the street. Hogan was sprawled in the dust near him. There the two stood up and went toe to toe. Emerson was faster and hurt Len several times. That only seemed to increase Hogan’s fury and strength. Eventually, Hogan’s strength and weight proved too much for Emerson. Hogan beat. ’ ‘ Well I was hoping that you would be able to tell me about your time with my uncle and about your lives together, if you do not mind.’ ‘ No I do not mind, I enjoy talking about Robert and our time together.’ Allison calls for Molly to bring the coffee to the living room. ‘Let’s retire to the living room and I will tell you about your great-great uncle.’ Allison settled into her rocker, coffee cup in hand as Richard sat across from her on the large overstuffed couch. His lanky frame almost. She had to throw her hands behind her to support herself so she didn’t fall back on the table. He ran his hands up and down her smooth legs before she locked them around him in case he tried to back away again. He stopped again and her eyes found his. He seemed to be caught between his brain and his body all over again. She reached up to take his face in her hands and raised herself up so that she could put her lips gently against his. He hesitated but she kept her hands on his face. He seemed. " Pete turned my head and kissed me on the mouth, but I wasn't in the mood for it.Like fucking was okay, but kissing ... That just felt too personal. I didn't want to be intimate, I just wanted to fuck. So I let him kiss me, but I didn't really respond to his lips and tongue. If Pete thought that seemed odd, he didn't say anything though, and why should he? His cock was still semi-hard, still bathing inside my cunt and we were moving again, fucking slowly when the sign that said "Bakersfield.