Her hair was blonde and straight. She did have a very nice figure. I would guess b cups and nice legs. She was definitely his type. Her friend Lyss wa... just as gorgeous if not moreso. Lyss had beautiful long dark wavy hair that fell just above mid-back. She had green eyes, a beautiful smile. Her breasts were a little bigger and fit her slim body perfectly. She was a little taller too, probably about 5’7 with these gorgeous long legs. We continued to talk and play for a bit before agreeing to. We were in a tree, just off a back road. One the father took everyThursday on his way home from his girlfriend's house. In our hands wasthe deer rifle we had been practicing with for weeks preparing for thehunting season.We were arguing trying to figure out who it was that was out front andwhy they were in the tree with the rifle.The girl looked over her shoulder, grinning evilly and said, do youmind? I'm trying to rid our world of the tormentor.None of us could get fully front to stop her. Drawing back I tried again a little more firmly and felt my prick tear through the thin membrane to the accompaniment of a cry of pain from Angelica, which made me stop and look down into her eyes. She had tears in her eyes yet they gleamed with a wild excitement that begged me to continue. "Are you alright Angel?" I asked in a low voice."Yes," she gasped in reply, "oh yes."Reassured I slid the rest of my cock into her pussy, Angelica groaned, her muscles clenching even more tightly on my rod. ****I know a word.Breakdown.I can't remember where I heard the word, but I think it is not a goodword. I wish I could remember why.****I remember where I heard my word. There were two voices, talkingnearby. One was a soft, high voice, and it said something I could notunderstand. Then the other voice, which was deeper and louder,responded by saying my word.The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I.