Pippa was overjoyed to see me home safe and sound, and during my first two days back home we hardly stirred out of her bed. That sounds as if we had a...frenzy of a sex- fest, but nothing could have been further from the truth. I couldn't get it up. I couldn't do the business. I was impotent- I was mortified!She was sympathetic and loving, and gave me blow jobs and hand jobs, but it wasn't the same. I spent most of the time in the bed being comforted by Pippa, with her arms around me, saying "It. " slurp, slurp, slurpAndy couldn't believe it. He was getting a killer blowjob and the gorgeous woman doing it was apologizing for not doing it better!She stopped sucking just long enough to ask him, "What happened next? What else did slutty Miss Reynolds do?" Then she resumed bobbing her head up and down his cock as much and as fast as she could. Andy couldn't speak, the feeling in his testicles building. "Did she lick your balls?" she asked. Without waiting for an answer she licked his balls. This was another of her teenage experiments. What better way to learn?Slowly, I ran a finger down between her shoulder blades, tracing all the way to the top of her round rump. As I did, Molly arched her body, making the crease of her back conform to my finger as it caressed her hot soft skin. Again, I blew gently on her neck and reached around with both hands to feel the softness of her tight stomach. I circled her little navel with my fingertip as my other hand drifted upward along her. The leather case, with its fringe and bead, while well used, was a work of art.A few days after killing the deer, I decided enough was enough for the time being. I had added another 2450 bars to my existing inventory, giving me just over 4000 gold bars stacked in the trailer. There was still another 700 pounds of nuggets to melt but, for the moment, there was no hurry.As I was changing that night, I noticed that my city clothes didn’t fit well anymore. I’d grown a couple of inches since I’d.