Her knees buckled as if unable to support her body weight and she let out a huge moan as orgasm hit through her beautiful body hard. ... . Now I know she was not joking about this.Seeing her cry made the heartache. I ran toward her and hugged her from behind and started to console her. She told me about his father going back to India. How his grandpa forced him to marry for political benefit. She took another two glasses of wine. She’s drunk now I could tell that.“I hugged her harder. I know mom it’s hard to accept this. But things can’t be changed. Let’s forget about him, you have me and I have you. I’m there for you no matter. I turned around and saw Darcy standing just inside the tree line. She had her hands down the front of her shorts and was stroking herself right there in the woods. My cock instantly began to inflate again."What are doing here?" I asked."This is as good a time as any we will get to shove that big hard cock into me." She replied."What? Where is Steve?" He went down to the store to get some beer for tonight, he forgot it when we stopped, and the store is at least an hour away."Darcy did not have. "Shouldering their backpacks, they held their breath and plunged out into therain. The storm engulfed them in a solid gray curtain, effectively limitingtheir vision to zero (but that didn't matter; they were kids, they weretwelve and they frequently ran on instinct alone). Hauling themselves acrossMemorial Drive, they darted through to McGinty's Field, half expecting theHound of The Baskervilles to come slavering out of the chaos. No dogs werein evidence however (not even McGinty's fabled.