I got out, got my degree, and set up shop as a sculptor and blacksmith in a small southern town.At first, my blacksmith skills paid the rent. Even the... replica weapons I made and the gunsmith work I did brought in more than the sculpture for a few years. Eventually, they started to sell. I was doing quite well when everything went to hell.I knew the possibilities were good that I would be killed or wounded while I was in the service, but I thought my parents were safe. That wasn't the case. Some. I could see, she was getting a kick out of this by the broad smile on her face. She worked her way down to my waist, undid my jaeans from the front and pulled them down my legs. I kicked of my sandals and stepped out of my jeans. I felt like a Greek god with her as my slave paying homage to my holy body. She continued to rub the cool cream into my skin, starting at my ankles and working up to my crotch. I just stood there absorbing all this pleasure, looking at her caressing and massaging by. She asked me to suck them but I couldn’t that as it was public place. But I sucked them over her dress. She was making horny sounds.After sucking her, we sat on stone I slide my hands down to pant n slide my hand inside where in she was trying to not allow me to reach her pussy, I first reached her navel n played with it for sometime, she was Ok wit it so I slide my hand even more down, This time she didnt protest, so I Got to her panty which was Green colour, n found her hairy pussy. I reached. I turned to the shower wall, putting both my palms on it to support myself as he entered me from behind. His hands gripped my hips as his stiff cock drove in and out of my pussy, as I screamed, “Fuck me. Fuck me.” I thrust myself back at him as he pushed his cock into me, meeting his strokes in perfect harmony until I was coming. “You are a really noisy fuck,” he said as he slowly pulled his cock from me and turned me around to hold me in his arms. “You...” I started to say something, but.