She reached down with one hand and pulled the towel off of my midsection. Keeping her eyes on mine she pulled her top off, I smiled, she hesitated for...a moment took off those shorts and climbed up onto the table. She faced away from me, her ass neatly settled on my chest, she went back to work, strong hands holding my stalk she rubbed and kneaded. It was almost an electric shock when I felt her mouth make contact with my glans. I watched her head and shoulders rise and fall as she worked me. Your palm finds my lower back as you turn my body with yours, lying back and pulling me on top of you.Little wisps of light seem to dance across your eyes when mine lock with yours once again. While it may be nothing more than the rush taking us, and the light striking you at a particular angle, it's like your desire is an entity, a living energy strobing through your stare. A grin forms when you grip me below, making my legs tremble with a tight squeeze that releases a thick warm bead. I feel. It was a rush of wildflowers. Uncontainable and free. He remembered how in simpler days he had tried to trap that and how he had succeeded by purely legal standpoints. It had taken years afterwards to be forgiven for that error in judgment and then luck had struck. He had drunk in that scent mingled in the sweat of divine flesh. Oh, how he desired that moment again. It had been so long, but it would be there and this day he wanted to make it special. Because this day felt special. Like a Hallow. .just went crazy into a humping senseless trance, begging me for more and getting wetter than ever and then passing out in the hot sun. She was so into it I thought this girl had a part of her in another world. I know we were crazed at that age but jeez I couldn’t get enough of her after that regardless how much time passed. I became her part time pool boy and fuck friend.The most fucked up thing was Alana’s Dad came home about a month into all this playing after school and he was kinda.