Funny, thought Jase, we don't have a maid, never did and sure couldn't afford one now. What's going on here now?"May I be of help?" asked the girl, p...litely."I'd like to come in," answered Jase, "I live here, or least I did before the war."The maid replied with, "And just who are you, sir?"Jase answered with, "I'm Jason Owens, youngest son of the family that lives here."The maid looked perplexed when she answered, "Well sir, I'm sorry, but no one by that name lives here any more. The mayor of. Her tongue engulfed my face before I could even speak. It had obviously been a while for her since she skipped small talk and frantically pulled down her grey stained sweat pants. I bravely plunged my fingers between her razor burned legs, yet the mountains of fat rolls made it almost impossible to figure out which hole was right. I almost vomited in my mouth several times while trying to finger blast what was hopefully her vagina. The aroma of body odors wafting from her fat folds made me. . had shaken both of them to the core of their young souls.Sammy had thought her vision of where Bobby lay hidden on the hill was a validation; a validation of her expectation to be with Bobby... to marry Bobby... to bear his children.She remembered an earlier conversation with Patty. When the older girl described missing the ship she had been planning to board her whole life. And feeling like jumping in the ocean to swim after it... Sammy felt similarly adrift.And on top of the stunning. She shook and convulsed in what seemed like one long continuous orgasm. About a minute later, still shaking and trembling in an orgasmic aftershock, she grabbed my head and clung on to me, kissing me. All the while, I controlled my own orgasm.”Well, that was a first.””What was?””I came so hard I completely lost body control, silly. You saw me having an orgasm…”I smiled and looked at Ratna. I took her head with my right hand and stroked her hair and cheek; and then I pulled her face to mine and.