"You're family so we're worried for you too. Is there anyone we need to call or advise that you're in the hospital?" I should probably tell my dad, bu... I'm going to be out of here pretty quick so maybe I shouldn't scare him. He's sort of touchy about car accidents and hospitals. It's only been about four years since he lost Mmom," I said."You better tell him. If he hears about what happened, or reads it in the papers, he's going to be really scared," Agnes said."Okay, you win, you're right," I. She screamed out, slapped me and went home. The next lady I tried to just squeeze them hoping to turn her on. Again, a mistake. She told me I felt like a mammogram machine - you know, those machines that squeeze the shit out of a woman's tits. No woman - and I mean no woman - wants her breasts squashed, regardless of the size of her boobs.Here is the right way to do it. I learned after the loss of sex from many women. Don't get your hands near those babies until you have laid some light kisses. ” “Yes, and it’s still largely unfair on you. The lesson I learned benefits Veronica but…well, the love of my life, still suffers. That bit’s not fair.” “And you, too, Richard. Don’t forget, you too have suffered. Maybe you still are suffering.” I pulled Gaynor into a hug, kissed her cheek and whispered into her ear, “But we’re here now.” “Indeed we are, Richard… and you’re crushing me.” “Oh, sorry,” I said and relaxed my arms. Gaynor stood back and took a deep breath. “Good God, you squashed. Emily slowly slid down, kissing her way to Rebecca’s virgin cunt. She kissed around the edges, licking the inside of her older sister’s thighs. She kissed the outer lips, and let her tongue dance across the opening of the slit. And then, without anymore hesitation, she plunged her tongue deep into her sister’s dripping vagina. Rebecca rocked her head back, and absorbed the pleasure, soaking in every last bit of it, embracing the waves of good-vibes that flowed up through her from her girl spot..