He became a way of correcting the genetic path, not in his image, but a correction. He left there with a renewed vigor and health, with a new purpose ...o late in his life. He had become a prepper.He pulled her up from the floor to sit between his legs on the couch. Her pajamas that her mother had told her to put on as a layer between her and his clothed legs."Do you want me to rub your back?"Her quiet reply of "Please" was almost a beg, but not quite.Rubbing his hands on her back, the PJ top. E him As I write this I realise the similar nature of this event to a wet dream i.e no control, powerful ejaculation, intense pleasure, embarrassed and emotional confusion. I read somewhere that nature wants the sex act over quick to be sure the basic thing happens to reproduce. Because sex is so exciting it can be over quick, but as we want the enjoy for longer we use control in some form to delay ejaculation. In wet dreams and the experience I had in the lift there was no chance of control. I. On that day I told my father thatI will come in the last bus to home so that he should not expect me on the bus though the bus was crowd when last bus stop came only three people they didn’t identified me. From last bus stop they driven the bus to the near forest conductor was about 27 year and the driver was around40 years while the bus was moving conductor began to kiss and pressed me all over my body after 15 minutes they stopped in the forest where they normally clean the bus where water. My tongue worked over her clit, then I pushed my tongue right in her vagina. She moaned a little and quivered some more. “I want your cock in my right now boy,” she said. I reluctantly picked up my head from between her legs and started to move on top of her, all she said was ,”yes, slam that cock into me.” Slowly I slid my member in her pussy, it felt very good, not tight but smooth and velvety like it belonged inside. The fact that she was the mother of one of the girls I graduated high.