With a soft moan, she lowered her hips and impaled herself, exhaling loudly at the pleasure of penetration.She rode him slowly, hips rocking patiently... Filled with bliss, she marvelled at the man beneath her; what a difference four years had made. His transformation from gangly, nerdy teen to buff, suave man was nothing short of miraculous. Breath-taking. Why had she never seen his potential? He’d always been around, lurking in the shadows, whenever she’d hung-out with Cass, but she’d never. Sonya had finished setting the missiles up by the time I got back.She said, "You shoot one first." Sonya, I will shoot the second. You deserve the first and besides, you thought of it." She smiled at me because I guess she did want to go first after all.Sonya looked in the distance and set the spell to the number on the rock. We were behind the plane when the rocket took off. It started slow and picked up speed. It struck the rock or near it so I flew down range. The missile fell short. Besides. “Bring her by the bar. We can keep her in the men’s room. The place needs a glory hole!” He laughed. “We can charge $20 a go.”Ted considered the idea.“If we put her in the middle stall we can do two holes and double our profits.” Marty continued, “Maybe bring in 2-3 hunny an hour all night long.” Ted nodded thoughtfully.“You think she’d hold up?” Ted asked. “Can a little teen butthole take 12 hours a day of fucking?”“She’d have lube breaks.” Replied Marty.“It’d kill her man.” Answered John. We will be taking all the precautions you told us about though." That's wise dear, although I think this should stay in the family, you know how the town gossips would love to hear about it. Old Mrs Dawson would have a field day if she knew."Many a true word spoken in jest, two days later I was having a hair cut and talking to Ray Cook who was waiting his turn."I hope you are still driving carefully young Jimmy, I'd hate to book you so soon after getting your licence," he said with humour in.