She was barefoot, and the top of her curly head barely reached my chin. Her hair flowed nearly to her waist."Yep," I said, "that's me, and I need some...help. I've got a wounded man out in the barn.She stepped to me, bending her neck to look up. "You certainly are dirty," she said with a grin.I bent and kissed her. holding her shoulders and slipping the straps from them. "And you need to shave," she said, shrugging the thin shift-straps back where she wanted them. "Go on; I'll get dressed." She. I was angry most of the time. Just about everything he did annoyed me. All I was worried about was protecting the roof over the head of my so*n and I. A small price to pay I guess. But he really disgusted me daily. Resentment had set in, and I didn't even try to let it go. It grew like a weed in the garden, choking off everything good in my life, other than my sons. I had put up with it for years. Our fights became more and more intense. I did whatever I could to just avoid him around the. ..LOOK!A zippered closet bag. Inside, through the heavy velvet cover, a tiny green beaded gown. A little note card attached in exquisite fountain pen script: Mme. Piaf. 1948. Oscar. THAT'S what the note on the bag said."She was tiny, like you, with big boobs. This gown might just fit..."Oh my god. Never in my life. It took a lot to get me to shut up, but this was one of those moments. Before the night was over, I had several. Judy got behind me, got me to lean forward and I tucked my big tits. My teacher then started to sucking my vagina & I started to suck his pennies(69). I became more mad. Aaaaaaaa iiiiiiii oooooo asssssssssssssss aaaaa. Cha chu chap chan chaa chaaaaaa chuuuuuu chaaaaaaa. Aaa iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaa.Then he put a pillow under my hip. He placed his dick on the entrance of my vagina. I was little bit afraid. He made a single push. I felt a little pain. I gave him a push, again he placed his dick on my vagina & hold my two hand with his two hand sothat I can not.