Tara explained again what she heard about Rodger killing his father and then himself. ‘It doesn’t make any sense,’ I said once again. ‘Damn!�... Mike said, shaking his head. ‘It does in a way.’ ‘How?’ I asked. ‘Rodger’s father was a real piece of work,’ he replied. ‘Rodger never said so, but I’m pretty sure the guy used to beat up on him and maybe even his mother.’ ‘Holy shit!’ I cried. ‘I would never have guessed.’ Yet, as the words left my mouth I wondered. Rodger and I were friends during high. I thought I would wait till Charlotte was asleep and I would jerk off into my skivvies. Her warm ass was against me and my hand rested uneasily on her thigh. When she turned on her back my hand slipped between her warm thighs. She didnt protest. After an eternity my erection finally eased up and I tucked myself into my shorts. Later I turned to face her to ease the pain in my leg. My left arm replaced the right but it went around her waist. I caressed her firm belly, feeling her breathing with. He had a private room, but in the men's ward. At least he didn't have tointeract with any of the other patients. Especially as he could not speakHe was on a drip both for pain suppression as well as sustenance as anymovement of his mouth or face muscles was painful. A few days later hewas sufficiently recovered to take fluid meals through a straw, and a daylater was released into the care of Judy.Every three days Judy took him to out-patients for his dressings to bechanged, and is was over two. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down between her wet, slippery pussy lips before slowly pushing it deep inside her hot love tunnel.With her backside pushed up and her legs wide, I slid my cock all the way inside her with ease. Her loud moans of pleasure were muffled by her face being buried in the pillow. She reached underneath and massaged my balls as I grabbed hold of her hips and pressed forward into her as hard as I could. I could feel the walls of her pussy clenching and unclenching.