My family lived in the truly idyllic town of Greenhills Ohio, just above Cincinnati. The suburban paradise was surrounded by a ring of woods. There wa... plenty of wilderness to explore and adventures for a bold lad. I knew the forest like any seasoned explorer. I, David, was the Daniel Boone or Davy Crockett of those sylvan lands. I was on a Saturday expedition, on my own, down a frozen stream bed that chilly afternoon when it happened.In the summer before, I had 'river-walked' the shallow. I touched it with my hand and he licked my face, a doggy grin of thanks and I felt his dick some more. It was hot and slippery and he began humping my hand…wanking a dog I thought to myself…what is this all about?He sure liked wanking and I worked at him, humping my hand, licking my face. Then I stood up and went to my table to drink some more wine, washing my hand at the sink. My Pointer wasn’t done and he trotted over, head in my lap, his wet dick humping my calf, slipping back and. She said I want a copy. This deep voice said sure. Then just a cock appeared right at the camera lens , he moved over to the bed and laid down , his massive cock sticking straight up. All of a sudden I heard her vibrator turn on. I glanced over and saw her thigh muscles tighten . Her eyes were glued on the TV screen. On the TV she crawled on the bed and took the cock in her hand. Her fingers didn't reach all the way around his cock. She started sucking the head and trying to get as much of his. "She's just a child." No," Angela shook her head and smiled at me, perhaps thinking I might have been a little pissed by what her friend had said. "She's not a child, Monica. She's just hungry and needs to sleep."I hadn't said anything at all and I was still trying to decide if I was going to like this Monica person or not, when they helped me into her bed. It was a dark room, with the two windows it had painted black, or so Monica told me, and covered with squares of plywood. Why she'd do that.
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