" As she spoke, she rubbed my cock head up and down her moist, hot pussy lips. I could feel her juices flowing out of her and down my cock, onto the m...at of curly hair at its base.I pulled the cowl off my head and then held her face in my hands. "Cindy, its me, Greg! We shouldn't be doing this!"She looked right into my eyes and said, "I know," as she slid her pussy down over my throbbing cock, forever sealing our fate as siblings, and as lovers. Her eyelids fluttered as she pressed down against. I'm so happy." She was smiling.There was no doubt in my mind that she would get the job. It's kind of hard to say no to an angel. That's what she seemed like to me. I drove back to my parent's house where I left my truck. I told Kimmy that I picked her up a used tire as a spare."What? I have to pay you back. I can't have you paying for things like that," she said."I'll make you a deal. Go out with me Saturday and we'll call it even."She looked down in her lap. "Jim, I have a date Saturday. I'm. Not with Ben in the picture.As Ally's hands skimmed over her breasts and down her soapy belly, she wondered what Ben felt like. Would his skin be smooth and warm, or cool and roughened from exposure to the sun? And did he have chest hair? She grinned at the question, but it really did matter to her, at least on a purely superficial level. God, there was nothing more sexy than a guy wearing a shirt partly unbuttoned around the neck with dark swirls of chest hair peeking out!Professor Salinger. I had to control myself to keep him from being depressed.JAMES' STORY:We got through the second harvest season in good economic shape, but our neighbors were not so well off. We had to find more water (there's my obsession showing again)! We had reached what I was told was bedrock. There was some possibility of reaching more water if we could drill through that, but how thick was the bedrock? There was no point in going very deep, because our pumps were limited in how deep they could draw from..