Talk about your earthly delights. Sister or no sister, Robin had one incredible ass.Why in the hell would any guy, even that weirdo ex-husband of hers... blow such a sweet deal? But that's just what he did six months ago.Bob had been overseas at the time. When he came home last week, Robin came home from college to see him. Everyone in the family could tell she hadn't gotten over her divorce. When she urged him to make the three-hour drive back to her school for an Earth Day rally, he resisted. The torso is magnificent:It magnifiesBy elimination.Are not the breasts,Belly,Cunt or cockWith balls,ButtocksAnd anusEnough?They arePlenty,Essence and core,Heart and soul.Nipples are holy.Areola haloesSurround like moatsThese tiny towersOf femininityAtop the hillsOf snowy breasts.The smooth, gentle slopeDown to the rising knollOf the forested pubesLeads my eye and handInto the crevice, moistWith the dew of your sex;To the column of your manhoodBejeweled with the fluidOf your alleged gender;To. That is the method, not the why. Let me ask another question, what is courage?"Willow thought she knew this, "When someone is not afraid!" Willow, let me tell you a secret. Every hero is scared, and I mean piss their pants scared. They are all afraid, but what sets them apart is that the fear does not stop them from doing, or enduring, what needs to be done or seeing through what needs to happen. Why do they do that if they are so scared? Willow, they do it for each other, for their fellow. . then a small orgasm overtook me and I doubled over a bit and his cock slipped down to the entrance to my vagina.Common sense forced its way into my consciousness after a few seconds as I realised the tip of his cock was at my entrance, I was wet, and one small thrust was all it would take for him to fuck me.I sat up and turned to him shouting “what do you think your doing?” but that movement allowed a couple of inches of his cock to slide inside me and I heard him gasp then felt him spurt a.