“How do you feel ... if she really is pregnant, I mean?”Bob opened his mouth. How could he possibly explain how he felt? If he had hours, maybe. B...t he didn’t have hours. He knew that.“Nine months ago, I lost my wife and five year old son in an avalanche,” he said. He saw something in Linda’s face. It wasn’t pity, or horror. It was more like ... interest. He didn’t understand that look, but went on. “I didn’t think anything like this would happen. I didn’t expect to fall in love ever again. I’m. "What for? I want to do a good job." It's not done that way here. A farmer is not the slave she was underman's lash. She takes her time and enjoys life."I smiled. "But I'm enjoying this! I might not enjoy it tomorrow or theday after..." Hm. Let me explain it another way. It's bothering the others. They seeyou working hard and fast and they know their turn to work will comethat much sooner."I looked over my shoulder and saw the women in the next two truckswatching me silently, their expressions. And ... I suspect that Marie will want to go for much the same reasons.”That brought agreement from all of them.Selina came over to sit in Jeff’s lap as Jennie said, “We are not staying up late tonight. I need...” but then she realized what she was about to say in front of Selina.“More sleep?” Arlene teased.“I neither have dysfunctional sight nor hearing, and I am certainly able to surmise why married adults are sometimes anxious for an early bedtime. When my body finally reaches maturity, I. I felt her hands on my crotch, my dick a rod of iron at this point as I pushed her back against the door of the cab. I hiked her dress up lewdly in the back of the cab.“Oh fuck yes...do it..” she moaned as I pushed her dress up to her thighs, exposing her pussy, young and fresh, totally bald and glistening with moisture. I dove in immediately, my hands on her thighs as I began to lap greedily at her teen pussy as she groaned out in pleasure, running her hand through my hair as she slapped at.