Ron took his shirt off and approached the rock. The trout pulled his head back under the rock. Ron wet his shirt thoroughly and approached the rock in...ending to use the shirt as a trap. His first several tries at trapping the trout were unsuccessful. The trout would slip past the shirt and dart out to mid-stream. As soon as Ron got his shirt out of the water the trout would dart back under the rock. On the 4th attempt Ron made sure that his shirt was covering the escape routes of the trout and. " She went to the cupboard, got a coffee cup, and walked over to the counter next to me. Her bra was very soft, and although it held her full breasts nicely, allowed them to wiggle and sway with her movements. Her panty was full-cut, but fit her like skin, and stretched provactively across her ass and belly. There was no point in my trying to conceal my erection, and she looked at it as she sipped her hot coffee. "Did you miss me?", she asked. I told her I was glad she was home safely, to which. She couldn’t help but review the events with Dan and, feeling that familiar tingle and moistening between her legs, she felt compelled to see James. She picked up the telephone and dialed James’ direct line. “Honey? It’s me. I’m coming into town and thought we could do lunch. I can be there by 12.30, okay?” “What?...errr…sure. 12.30? Can we make it 1?” James could barely stammer his reply to what was not quite a request. “Should I make a reservation?” “Hmm. No need. I’ll bring lunch.” And. At that moment I was totally at his will and ready for anything, as long as I got him to fuck me to orgasm again, and soon!As he knelt between my spread legs I couldn’t resist reaching down and rubbing the length of his rigid cock, I closed my eyes and visualised him inserting it between my soaking wet lips again, making my pussy stretch like before, god that was nice, so unlike anything I’d had before.Only this time I was alone and could let myself go a little more, I’m sure that Tom after the.