It's not what Iwould wish for you for one moment but we neither of us have any choice inthe matter. If we find a way of stopping it, well and good but... so far,nothing we have looked at seems to have the slightest effect on yourFactor 29 levels which are still climbing at the same old rate. I canonly assume from this that your rate of change is going to continueaccelerating although what will happen next we just don't know." Yes, I do realise that. I hate it and I don't want it but I do know. As a break from all the recent hassles, one weekend, Dad decided on a day out for the two of us, we were going to go and watch a baseball game. It was the local college game, we headed that way a lot earlier than was needed, the game didn’t start till the afternoon, but we were up and out of the house right after breakfast.When we got to the stadium I discovered the reason for our early start, there was an open day of coaching going on for kids, it was for those who weren’t in high school yet,. "Are you okay, love?" Not really. Leg hurts. But get me home, Chuck, please."(Chuck, pronounced more like chook, is a common endearment in the North)He wasn't too happy about that, but there weren't too many choices, either. He speeded up until he was maintaining the same speed as the rest of the traffic in the middle lane. In other words, rather over the official speed limit. He intended to take the A43 to join the M1 at Northampton, but as he approached Oxford, Audrey cried out in pain. She. I begin to dry hump her as we kissed. I wanted to be in her, I wanted to taste her. So make my way down her body, and slowly remove her spandex pants. She sported a nicely trimmed bush. As much as I'd want to drive my cock in her right then and there, I wanted to savor the flavor, and the moment. I'd kiss the area around her pussy, with a few licks tossed in. Starting from the bottom to the top, I'd rub my tongue against her pussy. Soon I'd have the pussy open and I'd be enjoying some fine.