He stared between the slut’s spread asscheeks. Seeing how her little asshole was stretched over half his cockhead, he was filled with the desire to ...fuck his cock deep. Holding himself back, he said, “Relax, Sylvia. It might hurt a little at first, but if you relax, it’ll get better fast. If it hurts too much, tell me and I’ll take it out.” He grinned behind the slut’s back as he told the lie. Coach grinned back at him. They both knew that once his cock was in, it wasn’t going back out before. Despite that she began to have nightmares and I would wake to hear her sobbing in her sleep. I would rush to her room and when I would awaken her she would throw her arms around me and hang on as if for dear life. When I asked her what she was dreaming about she said that she was lost and she couldn’t find neither her mother or me. The biggest saving grace I had at this time was my office manager. I had hired Renee to help me with the many mundane aspects of my work such as filing for permits. .. ?"She was sitting on the edge of the bed pulling off her slacks, when her husband wrapped his brawny arms around her and pulled her back toward him, to plaster his lips to hers. After a moment or two, she squirmed away from him."Now... what in hell does that remark mean?" Harry growled, scratching his hairy chest. He lay nude in the bunk, big and bulky, his green eyes flashing a mean anger."Well..." she chided, half-kidding him, now, as she saw that he had taken her remark too seriously.. When my last spurt had fired, we kissed softly and Stephie held me tight against her.“Now what?” she asked, staring intently into my eyes.“Now we go to sleep and in the morning we talk it through,” I said.“OK.”I got up and helped Stephie up. We climbed down the ladder and went to the pond behind the barn to wash up. We waded into the water and I felt mud oozing around my toes, but the water was crystal clear otherwise. When we were clean, we went back into the barn and used the blankets to dry.