His father, my grandfather, and his father, were known. I seek a healer, a teacher.”“I am not he. But I sense you have great power. You will go to...Lake Frome?”“Perhaps tomorrow. Perhaps the next day. I await a companion.”“What about me?” asked Henry.“You will take us further, but you will return to Adelaide alone.”“Who told you, Sam?”“I am Bunjil-taught.”Grandfather looked at him. “I think you have found your companion. There is water in Balcanoona Creek. Henry will drive you to the airfield,. Suddenly from behind my dress is pulled up and a couple fingers thrust into my pussy, and I start to turn around to resist when he pinches my engorged clit between the fingers of his other hand & bites my rear shoulder, making me throw back my head & moan. I want to look but I don't want to look, I'm conflicted. All I know is I am dying to feel a cock stuff my hole just then, and he spreads my pussy open wide, finger fucking me with 2 then 3 fingers, really fast, while rolling my clit & I can't. "My wife, she -- died. It wasn't my mother it was my wife. I went through all of this and when it was happening I kept thinking why her, she is such a good person, what did she do? What did I do that she had to be punished for? Maybe I can trade, my life for hers? But I also thought, maybe if I had been more prepared, maybe I did not do enough, maybe I did not have enough knowledge, maybe I could have been more supportive, more caring, more anything, maybe she would still be alive. But that is. Once she got them totally off, she said, "here, Dad, this is what I wanted to drop off. They are even wetter than when I found them this morning." She placed them over my face, covering my nose and mouth. Once again I could smell her sexy scent. She then said she found them in the hamper, and loved what I did to them. She reached down and placed her hand on my hard again cock. She pushed her panties in my mouth with one hand, and began stroking my cock thru my workpants. She then said she had.