I wanted to make it good for you, too. I didn't mean to come -" Don't worry about it. It was fine for me. It was great. Just may be the best I ever ha...d. I saw stars aplenty. Besides, it gives us something to work on. It can only get better."Jeff grinned at her and chuckled lustily as he ground his cock around inside the squishy depths of her overflowing pussy.He raised himself on his elbows so he could bow his head. Wrapping his mouth alternately around each of her swollen tits, he separated. He was a bit of a hunk and I was tempted to tell him, but after a couple of seconds I told him about the noise that the car was making. He said that he thought he knew what it would be, and asked me to bring it into a vacant slot.When I brought it in, he opened the driver's door for me to get out. Not thinking (or maybe I was), I swung one leg out, it was only as I swung the other leg out that I saw his face and where his eyes were looking - right at my bare pussy. When I stood up he asked me. "OMG!" She was whispering, falling to her knees, "I thought he was telling stories, they are real then the rest of it has to be true also!" Hartwell looked at her strange what was she talking about? "Ma’am?" Hartwell asked her, "What are you talking about?" "That," she whispered in awe, "it is just as my husband described it, I just thought it was one of his wild stories." "You know what it is?" Hartwell asked her a little shaken now. "Yes," she said never taking her eyes off the sight before. “What more?” he asked innocently enough. Perhaps I could shatter his innocence just a bit.“Mother left me a letter – I found it in an old trunk not many years ago.”Auden was nodding.“She told of a baby, of a family with an older child that took that baby.”Auden was still nodding, a knowing nod, as if what I was sharing wasn’t ... wasn’t shameful, wasn’t something that needed to be hidden, wasn’t something that clung to you, like filth from a cesspool, that somehow contaminated you forever. Why.