.."Heathers slurping and lacking sounds matched Nicoles moaning and soft organisms, making my cocktail haRd and ready to fuck... I watched Heather ...at pussy like only a women can and give Heather a deep and full orgasim. Heather gently kissed her pussy and kicked up the last of her sweet cum, she looked at me as she run her hands up and down her thighs and kissing Nicoles lower belly and kicking her way up her thin hard body to her small tips, then ducking each one before kissing her deep. After all, how else was she to learn. After all, how was she going to gain confidence in me.We had just gotten to know the other existed. For me it was not as she had done, looked at a picture and wished me into existence. For me, I had not known at all about even the potential of having a child until barely a day and a half ago.My thoughts took perhaps ten or fifteen seconds for me to come to the realization that I couldn't shirk the question. Michelle patted the outside of my thigh, right on. Silas allowed the boy to have a moment to breathe and sob, but when Ian still hadn’t collected himself Silas ignored his brother’s pain and pushed in deeper. Ian cried aloud as Silas pulled out and pushed back in. He made no attempt to keep a calm pace, but thrust again as Ian’s cries grew louder and more panicked.“You’ll be okay,” Silas whispered in his ear, finally easing his weight onto the boy so he could rock his hips with less concentration on his arm muscles.He shifted Ian’s wrists into. He was a man of small stature, with hair blanched rather by suffering and sorrow than by age. He had a deep-set, penetrating eye, almost buried beneath the thick gray eyebrow, and a long (and still black) beard reaching down to his breast. His thin face, deeply furrowed by care, and the bold outline of his strongly marked features, betokened a man more accustomed to exercise his mental faculties than his physical strength. Large drops of perspiration were now standing on his brow, while the.