The head of my penis was resting on his chin,and his breath was driving me crazy. It tickled. It tingled. It made me feel like I almost had to go pee!...He's just getting some toys." George whispered and began kissing my lower stomach."Let Me show you something,til he gets back." Tears of joy fell from my eyes when George placed the head of my penis between his lips and suddenly sucked it into his mouth!"Shhhh,Donny,don't cry." I heard George's Daddy whisper in my ear. "Or are those Happy tears?". She was certainly shorter than five feet tall, but it wasn’t possible to estimate her weight lying down as we both were. She smiled at me and said something in the Gaelic which was the language the rebels used instead of Standard.“What did you say?” I asked in Standard.“My Sister said ‘hello’,” the older girl on my left said in very good Standard, and I turned my head to look at her. She appeared to be perhaps fourteen or so. She too had long flaming red hair and green eyes also, but more. On the second floor, above the kitchen was a master suite with a king-sized bed, more railroad beams along the ceiling, and the rustic coziness that flowed with the great room, contrasting with the modern kitchen.Like the kitchen, the master bedroom had double French doors opening to a small deck with a hot tub nestled in the corner, offering views of the nearby mountains. A spacious bathroom with a separate, raised tub and an open shower, adjoined the bedroom above the entryway. As soon as. Some nights when Abby was alone in her big bed, she'd wonder how different her life might have been had she pushed Tobias away that drunken night.Had she remembered to pick up more condoms, or not let a drunk and horny Tobias convince her to have sex despite a lack of condoms. Had she pushed him off her rather than let him slide his raw cock into her unprotected pussy, with his false promises about pulling out. Had she ignored Tobias' words about it taking couples months to conceive and to not.