He told her he was about to explode now. He poked hard into her, she had her little hand on her belly as is long shaft bulged it outwards, the shape ...f the bell end looking like a baby turning in the womb! She worked the helmet to help him to his pleasure quicker. She was rewarded when he stiffened and lifting out those young ski slope tits in his hands blew off his 1st load, The both rocked as if an explosion had blown off in her, both crying out into the night! The nigga kept pumping and. ." I stopped myself midsentence and looked up at Vicky, "I'm sorry Vicky I shouldn't bother you with my problems, I just need somebody to talk to." With her sympathetic brown eyes gazing at me she said "It's okay Rick, I understand. I know Sheila broke up with you and I can see how sad it has made you. Why don't you come into the living room with me, and maybe we can find some way to get your mind off your problems." She took me by the hand and led me to the sofa."You know Rick I think Sheila. There is so much of you, so many parts I hardly know. I'm suddenly in awe of you. I don't quite understand what started - yes I do - you have a look of intelligent innocence. Ah! Now I know why you said 'adore'. Were you thinking of - the - at Lincoln - in the library - a Psalter? - No, a book of hours - the figures of the Magi blue and gold, rather flatly drawn except for the faces - adoring an infant Jesus - a fat awkward Jesus, but with a face of - well, innocence, but backed by a fierce. The back of his hand showed no sign of infection, and the bleeding seemed to have stopped. While she studied the wound she wondered how it could have been made. It wasn’t a tear or a puncture, like he’d hit it on rock, nor was it a typical cut. She sat him up, and, using the light from the cave mouth, she slowly got some food and drink into him, including some of the tea. He seemed to be semi-conscious in that if she told him to do something he’d passively try to do it. He finally seemed to.