She gently tickled his balls and gestured for him to stand with his legs slightly further apart. David spread his legs another six or eight inches and...she he did, she slipped one hand between his ass cheeks. As she lowered her mouth to take him all in, she pressed her index finger onto David's anus and was a bit suprized when it slipped in to the first joint. Not quite sure what to do, she just kept it there until she remember what David had done the first time he put a finger in her anus. She. Was listening to Neon Moon from Brooks & Dunn and because I’m nowhere close to a scene like this in my RP’s, I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written a store by myself in forever. I am using lines from the song in this!WARNING, it’s a sad and short Drarry one-shot, no happy ending. I might make a happy ending, because I do have an idea for. The Apache were historically short but in Ohio, amateur excavations of Indian burial mounds tell of many skeletons being exhumed that measured 6.5-8 feet in length. Truth be told, professional anthropologists doubt the accounts ... because there were no trained excavators or certified professionals on site to keep the records in control. But then, all excavations unaccompanied by published professionals have always been suspect ... at least in the minds of those who propound the “accepted”. " he sat down, slumping in his chair. She got up and stood next to him, stroking his hair. "Awww, what's wrong? You used to love the weekends. No getting up early, no school. Just think, school's out in a few weeks and then you can sleep in every day this summer. Three whole months." she paused to let that sink in. "Won't that be nice?" she smiled at him. He turned white like he'd seen a ghost. "What? I don't want to sleep in, I want you to..." "I told you not to talk about our special wake up.