Billy? Gus and Jim had the same thought and went back to work with their heads down and a rushed pace. Was Billy riding them that hard to complete the...job? I watched the rider. It wasn't Billy. I wasn't sure how I knew, the slumped shoulders maybe? The body silhouette?"Earl?" I said when the rider dismounted."Yes ma'am." Earl tipped his own, new looking hat."I didn't know you rode." I said stupidly once again impressed by his body."Of course ma'am."I shook my head, wake up Kat, I told myself.. He explained that rubbing cum on my face would dry the acne up . I knew he as full of crap but I acted like I believed him . I told him I wasn't going to rub my cum on my face but he said my cum was too young and didn't have the hormones that his did. Then he said if I wanted (I liked the way he made it like he was doing me a favor) that when he came he would rub it on my face. I said I would try it. So he tells me to sit down and he jerked off into his hand and rubbed it over my forehead,. ’ Grace said jumping into the conversation. ‘Me too Daddy,’ Anne added, with a little grin. ‘Okay, you two relax a bit and I’ll be right back.’ Don said as he left. While he was gone, Anne hugged Grace to her as she tried to remember what happened. She had been so sick, she just remembered small snatches of the long night, but every memory had one common thread, Don was always there. As she laid there, it dawned on her that he couldn’t have slept unless it was for a few minutes here and there. It felt right to her, so she kissed him again, this time with a little more feeling. She was hurting, emotionally stung and wrung out, and it just felt right. She surrendered to the moment, and continued the kiss, reveling in the soft, gentle feeling and the warmth that she felt inside that swelled up and overrode her senses and her thoughts as she sought comfort without thought to consequences.Mattson’s heart leaped. It was everything he ever dreamed it would be, but he never even dared to.