The heat growing in intensity but never becoming uncomfortable; still she sensed her breathing increasing and she spread her legs a little more to fee... the cool air touch her warm skin in a delicious tug-of-war.Lori fought the urge to reach down and touch herself. She wanted too but knew it would break the spell of the moment. She still wasn't sure how she came to be in this position. She knew there wasn't any logic to it. But her lover wanted it and she could not bring herself to refuse the. ”“Are you done?”“Almost. I also need a big cock and basically an endless supply of lust, erections, and semen.”Santa put a finger to the side of his nose, and the world spun as I blacked out. March 14, 1975, San Diego, 7:00 pm (1900), Hilton Hotel.I awoke with a full-body jerk, like you feel sometimes when you’re falling in a dream.“You okay, Jimmy? Still with us, hey?” The guy asking me had a British accent, and he looked like— holy fuck it’s Robert Plant! The lead singer!“Yeah, Bobby, I’m. After what seems like an eternity of deprivation, you push me over the edge and lick your lips as my back arches and I moan. I am so enveloped in the sensation within me that I only notice that you have moved from between my legs when I open my eyes to see you behind me.I had thrown my head over the edge of the bench in all the excitement and you couldn't resist this opportunity, my head exactly level with your crotch. Biting my lip in anticipation I look you in the eye as you unbuckle your. Found out two minutes ago. Ten years. Three months. Two minutes. Half-second. Body and me sitting on bench in Macall Bridge Park, all the time in the world. Make no excuses, tell no tales, no shifting blame. Mauled innocent kid, tonite, based on bad info. Stalked and preyed and dropped on Body… Body didn’t deserve it, Body didn’t do anything wrong. Could cry about it. Could get choked up. Lose focus. But choking up, losing focus, doesn’t help find guilty people. Every minute wasted on.