Your Uncle John fell in the whiskey vat. Some men tried to get him out, but he fought them off playfully, so he drowned. We cremated him and he burned...for three days.Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pickup. One was driving and the other two were in the back. The driver got out. He rolled down the window and swam to safery. The other 2 drowned. They couldn’t get the tail gate down.Not much more news this time. Nothing much happened. If you don’t get this letter, please let me know. You haven't done anythingwrong...you just got caught and I've put you in a bad situation. Forgiveme please." He was stunned but also started to relax a little. I wastrying not to stare at him but it was like I couldn't help it. "You meanit...you really aren't mad at me? But I'm so ashamed...and embarrassed.Are you going to let me still see Molly?" Of course you can still see Molly. If I'd caught you doing something toher it might be different, but you using her panties for pleasure isn'thurting. "This last with a note of pleading in her voice."No. I want to. Of course... I'd love to," I stumbled, my hard cock almostbursting in my hand as I grasped it and stepped towards her. Of course I'd loveto fuck her - who wouldn't?"Just push nice and gently," urged Christal, as she felt the hot head of my cockresting against her puckered hole. "It'll slip in nice and easily now you're sohard and wet." OK," I replied, pushing forward gently with my hips and feeling my cock-headpressuring her. I narrowed the distance between us again. We started to chat about his experiences with men. Both of us were hard. His more noticeable because he had no underwear on. As we talked about his sex life with men his hand found its way on my leg. And before I knew it he was touching my cock through my shorts. the conversation stopped as we looked at eachother. He slowly leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Then again and his mouth slightly opened and our tongues touched. He moved closer to me as I.