Once the bottle was gone, I asked her if she wanted to go up to my room and she said "no, right here." Then she kissed me. Oh my god she really kissed...me. Now she's grabbing my cock. I'm reaching underneath her tights to massage her pussy. It's so wet already. I can't believe any of this is happening, I pull off her tights and just stare at her ass in that baby blue thong, just then she rolled over, took off her panties and said to me "I've been dreaming about your dick for so long, now get. You could tell by looking at her that her mind had somehow slipped away. The Sheriff stood in the doorway and watched awhile before he came in."Jon, I don't have the facilities for someone in her condition. I can hold her in the small cell, but by law, not for over twelve hours before I have to have her sent to a mental facility. What happened to her?"I explained it all to him, and told him to take her to the state facility immediately and I would handle the rest. He just shook his head as he. I was able to bring myself to a climax fairly quickly, but while those types of orgasms bring a ton of relief, they never completely satisfy me and I knew I would be needing more relief. For the moment I was good. I was slightly buzzed, had just fingered myself, feeling relaxed and with no obligations. While listening to the dull hum of workers next door, I dozed off until a startling noise woke me. One of the branches from our neighbor's tree fell into our yard. The sudden close noise. The sounds of night at the home, thesounds of slender boys milked. He moved to stand over another lad--ashort, very skinny boy with mousy brown hair and freckles. The youth'sstomach collapsed in and out, each exhalation exposing his ribs; alreadyhis nearly hairless ballsac was pulled up tight, his penis -- smaller thanother boys' but well proportioned and circumsized like the others -- waspale and so stiff it seemed to be cast in marble inside its tubularfeeder. The boy's head turned in his.