Why would Simon stop when his old mom moaned at his touch and pressed against him. I could not tell him to stop but neither could I tell him to advanc...e - I was being exposed, for the first time in my life, to thoughts and feelings I had never experienced before - and I needed them like a flower needs sun, even when my mind screamed the obvious warnings.I was at that precipice, at the edge of something new and exciting and wanted to jump into the amazing potential it offered, yet life's somber. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a wad of bills. He counted out three hundred dollars and slid the stack of bills across the bar. Returning the rest of the money to his pants pocket, he said, “Here’s the last payment.”The bartender picked up the money and counted it; making an authoritative snap each time he transferred the bills from one hand to the other. Satisfied that it was the amount he was expecting, he went over to the cash register and picked up an envelope. He carried. There is nothing there except a large hawk sitting on the ground looking at you. ‘Do not fear, only accept’ his voice echoes within you. You look across at the hawk and see every detail, feathers and details of the hawk stand out so clearly it startles you. The oddity of the moment is profound and shocks you into numbness. Then you look down and see the ground is very close to you and an uneasy feeling settles into your mind. ‘No fear, my friend. Accept the gift I offer and trust the voice. I groaned, leaning back in my chair, the wood creaking, and savored her. The smile on her face proved my words true.My stories always entertained.“You better make him erupt,” Marita moaned, reaching down to pinch Elli’s left nipple.“I will,” the buxom lass moaned, sliding her tits up and down my shaft. She shuddered, her blonde, braided pigtails sweeping about her bare shoulders.“Just enjoy those big tits sliding up and down our cock, Hans,” purred Josephine into my ear. She licked my lobe,.