He needed to check his breasts."Mom, got any antiseptic cream?" he called as he entered the front door."Why love, what have you done?" she replied."Br...uised my chest perhaps," he said."Lets have a look. You need to be careful."He sat down and took off his upper clothes. The sight was painful: theareas around his nipples were bruised."How did you do that? I bet they're sore," she asked upon seeing them.Paul explained about the dodge ball."Ok, I'll get some cream. You need to be more careful in. There’s always a but ... the tire tracks in the snow left by the logging truck didn’t turn and I was confused. Log truck drivers travel this road at least twice a day and they know where they are. And of course it was slippery ... really slippery. When I realized that I was supposed to make a sharp left it was too late.I’ll admit I tried ... maybe I shouldn’t have ... but survival took over even if it was too late.On first graze the frame, engine and running gear slicked off like someone was. I grabbed his balls so I could control him a little bit and finally relented and let Chris in. He was pushing hard enough that he buried it with a very satisfying single thrust. That out of the way he proceeded jack hammering me until he came. The warm spurts of his cum plus the swelling of Roland's head as he came in my mouth released my own orgasm, rolling wave after wave through me. I might have screamed if I had been able, I certainly wasn't quiet though as I squirted down his shaft and. I struggled a bit about what category to put this in. It’s a bit kinky for an entry in the Romance category, so if anyone is worried about turn-offs, check out the tags at the end of the last page for spoilers of what this chapter contains. ***** I’m pretty sure it was the longest week of my life. And I’m definitely sure that Snow was planning it that way. I really should have seen it coming. Er… okay, let me back up. I woke up Saturday morning with very sore hips and a very full bladder..