He opened her lips and gently pushed his cock into her opening. Her warm moist pussy enveloped him like a glove filled with hot butter as rode furth...r down her passage way and reached his prize.........her cervix. Anne had always liked him to enter her this way. Robert had always liked the tightness of her muscles and the feeling he got when he reached her depths. Despite having just come Robert was nearing boiling point again as Anne moaned and thrashed about as he more rapidly drove. The pulsing hum of The Event rang in his ears, and the last image of his mother and sisters was burned so clearly into his vision that it was almost difficult to believe that it was just a memory at this point. He shook his head roughly from side to side, as if it were as easy to clear those memories from his mind as it was to eradicate the image doodled on an Etch-a-Sketch. And yet he was never able to get rid of them completely. With a pang in his belly, he sighed, admitting to himself for. I sat down on the floor in front of the fireplace and just started sobbing. I didn't know what to do — I wouldn't even be able to get over to Edilson's place a half-mile away through the storm. I guess the storm also made Dad turn back.The storm lasted three days. My dad was catatonic — he just sat there drinking. He went through a couple of jugs of corn whiskey while the storm lasted. He didn't talk even once... once in a while he would look over to the bedroom door. A couple times he would. "Ooh, I think your hand could explore lower. Feel how ready I am." Connie's gentle request revived my nervousness. Touch her down there? Without stopping my mouth's attention to her breast, I cautiously moved my hand across her flat belly. Now uncertainty crept in. Just what did my instincts dictate? I feared to be a crude simpleton.I trailed my fingers around her navel and circled my whole palm over the silken skin of her belly. I was feeling excited without becoming erect. Fingers touched the.