.. but then you got bumped in the head by that bus and I recognized you from school. I never imagined someone just scooping me off that awful street a...d taking me in. It hadn’t occurred to me that someone like you even existed.“Never, ever apologize ... Mark... “You saved me ... Thank you ... for saving me ... Thank you ... for cleaning me up even though I was disgusting. You didn’t reject me even when you saw how dirty I was ... Mark, you didn’t get disgusted and throw me back out in the. While I was waiting I started playing with myself since being in the jockstrap was turning me on. I laid back on the couch closed my eyes and slowly started rubbing my cock through the jock and then moved down in-between my legs to feel my newly shaved hole. The feeling of my finger close to my hole made my cock start getting hard and make my heart start to beat faster.Slowly I pushed my finger into my hole not all the way but enough to feel it opening. My hole was nice and warm but was tight. The school band could march through the room and not distract her from her passion. Then Jake lowered his face into her steaming, newly-trimmed pussy and she had to bite her lip to quiet her moan. Her ex had sometimes gone down on her and she had thought he was good, but this young man was in a different league altogether. His lips and tongue were everywhere and each spot he touched became electric. Then he wormed a finger into her and touched her in a place that nearly caused her to convulse. Steve looked up and watched the clergyman sprinkle dirt onto his son-in-law’s casket. His daughter sobbed softly, he pulled her close to him and held her as she cried. For the millionth time he wished that her mother were here to hold her. Steve was not good with emotions. He had closed off that side of himself three years ago when he buried his wife, Jamie’s mom, Patricia — Patches for short. A nickname he’d given her when they were in grade school, because she was forever showing up to school.