He rolls on his side and draws a kneeup and his breaths grow slower still and sough in rythym with the wind inthe trees. His clear naked skin reflects... the light from the moon and theembers of his little fire and seems to glow. He doesn't sleep nude at home,but this place is not his farmhouse and the soft mosses where he lay arenot his old narrow bed. The sounds of the Forest click and burble and cooaround him and the boy dreams. Some of the things who make these soundscreep and slide and. She cried no several times before she finally could stand it no more and told me to fucking do it if I had to. I smiled and fucked her again, bringing her over the edge at the same time as I spurted cum into her womb for the very first time. I lay there buried deep as my cock spasmed my baby seed into her. Later as I lay atop her, my cock still inside her she cried, saying over and over, "What have you done!"I told her the damage was already done so we might as well continue. Reluctantly she. "I've done this before." I mean, in general. I haven't seen you much since school." Phil, I'm just a farm wife with a sunburned nose, any more. With three kids and the field work, I stay busy." I mostly remember you from school. Things have sure changed."Judy smiled. "I'm not the same person I was when I was in school, thank the good Lord," she said."Neither is your dad." He really hasn't changed much," she said. "He's just finally getting a chance to do what he wanted to do for years." Well,. I worked my jaw, it hurt from being jammed open, Carol made a show of opening up her panties and examining them, smelt them and tossed them aside. I was still on the couch, knocked out, the occasional tremor floating through my body. “Did I weird you out?” She asked, she was not concerned, just curious.”“You beat my kink,” I admitted. “You do that often?”“Not really, Tom is a baby, kinky sex for him was a blind fold, always for me.”I made no comment, if she expected me to tell her Mark’s kinks.