She went to the kitchen and leaned against the counter, watching him trim the chicken. She touched the back of her hand to her forehead. She was warm....Of a boy? You're not going to run away with him are you?" Of course not. I just want to fuck him."Francis shrugged. "Can't blame you for that. Wouldn't mind doing it with that sister of his myself." Francis, how can you say that? She's just a child."He put his fist on his hip. "And Ethan's not? What is he, nineteen? You're twice his age, dear.". " Having combed the bibliographical tools available at the two university libraries, I now possessed a wad of 3" x 5" cards with references and sporadic notes on them, which spent most of their time in my pocket. Their existence and presence were a great comfort to me as most of the articles cited were in Scandinavian journals inaccessible to me and I was relieved of the necessity of reading them. There were a few items in English, French and German, and I'd read them at some point. But it was. I was still standing there quaking as our orgasms ebbed, my cock still inside her now only somewhat tight ass, waiting for the strength to pull it out and walk around the truck to sit down when from her prone face down position on the seat she whimpered “Got any more babe? I want it all.” I shook off the urge to laugh aloud and pulled my now flaccid tool from her ass with a pop. I slapped her on the butt and replied “You have to be kidding. What has gotten into you Vic?” She. He slowed the car to a stop and gently shook Alice awake. She sat up and apologized before sliding back across to the passenger side of the car. ‘Don’t be sorry, come on, I’m going to show you something’ Richard said, as he hopped the door and walked over to the fence area. Alice trailed behind him, confused. Richard strode up to a position about five yards from one rotted post and stopped. ‘Look at this,’ he said, pulling up the back of his shirt for her. ‘You have a nice ass cowboy’ she.