Finally it was time for Ann to go home. We made a date for breakfast and Ann put her clothes on and left.The next morning I called her and I picked he... up at her home. We went to a I HOP close by. Waffles and bacon and eggs was our breakfast, we intended to have sex for desert.It was such a pretty day we decided to picnic at our favorite place.East of Birmingham there is a large lake. It is owned by the Water Works Board of the city of Birmingham and is located in thousands of acres of woods.. He had been afraid that he would sprout a hard on from this, and die of embarrassment, but his over full bladder was keeping it from happening, thank God."Okay." She said again. He felt a hand reach into his boxers through the slit and brush up against his bush of hair. He heard her go "Ugh," slightly."Further south." He said. She reached down and he felt her soft hand pinch his penis between her thumb and forefinger and roughly haul it out of his boxers. When it made it out, he heard her take. She was mine, she was moaning louder n louder n i was like u can scream noone will hear u. I fked her hard and she went, my ass never been fked and that asshole been begging me to let him fk it, if u want u can have it.That got me real horny, i could tell it never been fked while dogging her, i put 2 finger, she let a lil scream but she was like take it, make it yrs. 2 fingers became 3 and i was like, it might hurt a bit, she was take my ass. As if i needed to hear it twice, i manage to push. ‘I suppose you wish for me to tell you some tired cliché about how I won’t bite.’ he says. This time the full force of his British accent hits me, and I smile more naturally. ‘Well,’ I laugh, ‘it’s not as if you will, is it?’ He stares at me for a long moment, those dark blue eyes unfathomable. ‘Yes.’ he says finally. I blink, since it’s an unusual answer, but I doubt he means what I think he means. At least, I hope he doesn’t. I think I hope he doesn’t. God, I’m confused. He strokes my throat.