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I grew accustomed to using his shoulder and chest as a pillow. It didn't hurt that he smelled really nice, or that he lightly caressed my arm or back, helping me drift off. Every time I Car started to question his presence...his desire to help out a stranger—which I still considered him to be—he'd gently shush me and reiterate that he just wanted to be there for me. I gave up on the second day and took comfort in knowing he cared, though I wondered how long it would last. He seemed too good to Big Tits be true, for as little as I knew of him. In the afternoon, my dad finally opened his eyes and responded to various stimuli that the doctor said was encouraging. Although the breathing tube was removed, it was difficult for him to speak since his throat was so dry from being intubated. He was extremely weak, and the doctor insisted on keeping him in the ICU. The morning of the third day, Chris offered to take me home to get a shower and sleep in my own bed. My mom had gone home for a few hours last night but was back before the sun rose. I was wearing the same clothes as when I'd met Chris in the coffee shop, so I was sure I was a little ripe. Still, I protested. "No, I need to be here with—" "You need to take care of yourself, too," Chris insisted, brushing my hair away from my forehead. I watched my dad's sleeping form for a moment. Listened to the soft beeping of the machines. "He's right, Holly," my mom said when I didn't move. "I'll call you if anything changes." Chris took my hand before I could say anything else and led me out the door. The walk back to the elevator and the ride down to the main floor seemed long. Neither Chris nor I talked, and he held my hand until we got to my car. There, he stopped on the driver's side and held out his hand. "I can drive," I said defensively, pulling my keys out of my pocket. He just wiggled his fingers at me. I held my ground this time. "Why are you doing all this? Not that I'm ungrateful. I just don't understand." "Holly... Sometimes, it's okay to let someone do something nice for you. Especially, on Christmas Eve. It's the season of giving." I clenched my eyes shut for a moment. All of the days had blurred together this past week. Christmas Eve? It couldn't be... But no...he was right. Again. My face was flushed despite the crisp wind blowing around us. "You just shouldn't feel obligated—" "It's adorable how your amateur cheeks have pinked up, but it's kind of cold out here. You've barely slept in the past few days. I propped up Ashley’s head and told her to look at Car her white pussy. Fo' sure, you got the best ass on campus.” They brought home bushels, and bushes of walnuts from the trees behind the large barn, much to the displeasure of the squirrels who scolded them from up top. Every so often she would take my dick out her mouth, lean her head to the side then slap her face with my cock. The second pulled themself up off the floor, getting to their feet before sitting back onto their arse when they realised that they were stopping. He Big Tits liked setting them off when the girl least expected it. “No. you’re not going to tell her, are you Diana?” I asked while laughing. After an hour-long meeting the two Divas were called to the office and expelled. If she wasn't straight, she would be coming onto her female instructors, too. Her areolas were almost bologna sized and her nipples stood out, hard, almost like pencil erasers. When you're spent, clean yourself off then leave." It was necessary to break the zipper on your coat. She didn’t listen. Tracey's heart soared, was she to be set free? I figure someone like him will either make a move or give up after a week. Then he remembered that for every other element, only one person had stepped forward. As such, he exploded off the line with as much strength and power as he could muster. I kissed, licked, and nibbled my way through the valley between her heaving breasts, even stopping to french kiss each nipple for a brief moment. "Instant dismissal, I suppose," she said, "I'll never get a job in banking again." He was fingering me as he spoke, "A penis can make a girl feel really good pretty much anywhere but girls really love a penis to touch their vagina and go inside it. She really seemed amateur to like that idea. His cock slid up deep and Billy saw the kid’s balls up against her ass. Lunch was wonderful—getting to the house wasn't.