I told him to call his wife and to have her pack up clothes for herself and the kids. I would be over to pick them up and bring them to my house. I ha... an older home with plenty of room. I told him to stay at my house and not to answer the door or the phone.Esau decided it would be best to turn himself in. Maybe he could claim he was protecting himself or some other lesser charge. He knew they would catch him by the next day. He had nowhere to go, no one else to turn too. The drug runners don't. "Silent are we, so soft of foot,Brash are we, with no chagrin,Shadows are we, dark as soot,Thieves are we, to steal from our kin."Years seem to mean something to people. At least the more primitive species. They hurry around and feel pressured to accomplish things as quickly as possible because their lives wouldn't otherwise have meaning. However, for older species, years mean nothing. Years could come and go like the blink of an eye, almost seeming ageless to those who have to count the years. Erica's moaning only increased. As John continued, he separated her inner lips with the tip of his dick, and began rubbing the inside of her pink, petal like lips with his dick head.I couldn't believe that John had so much will power. If it had been me with Lacey, I would have had to stick my dick into her pussy. He certainly seemed to be enjoying what he was doing, as much as Erica enjoyed receiving his attention.As I watched John rub his dick between her inner lips, Erica thrust her hips. I gripped the soft orbs and teased her nipples, feeling the little bit of space in the very tips of the cones as I fondled and teased her nipples into even greater excitement. Her flesh against my palms and the satin of the brassiere set off alarm bells through my body. Everything seemed to feel wonderful."Play with them, Charlie. Play with them, my precious. Oh, god, that feels soooo good. Play with them. Play with mommy's titties!"We lingered awhile like that, my hands inside the warm pouches.