Even though the novel awaits my return, my curiosity is getting the best of me. Mesmerized, all I could do was nod my head yes as I adjusted myself in...the chair. “I need to study your features so it turns out perfect,” he said while undressing me with his eyes and licking his lips. Reasoning with myself, I thought the picture would make a nice gift for Will. Furthermore, it would give me an excuse to stay here and let him stare at me. Matt walked to his paint cart, bringing it closer to the. Mom raised me and loved me--I never knew my Dad, and took the best care of me that she was able. Sadly, she was taken from me while I was only five. I learned later that it was appendicitis. It struck her suddenly, and I could do nothing.With Mom gone, the only relative around to take care of me was her younger sister. I had never seen my Aunt much growing up. I don't think she and Mom got along. She was twenty-two when she began caring for me. She was single, and had little use for a five year. Probably had been dislocated, I thought – a brokenclavicle I heard later. “Not so good,” I croaked. “Doyou know who ran you over?” she inquired next. I wiggledmy head a little in an effort to shake no.“I should probably go then…” she said after a briefpause. I didn’t immediately know what she meant but itslowly came to me. “Wait a minute…” I said, “You’rethe one that ran me over?” She looked down and. As I did I occasionally caught Sparky's length, but that didn't bother me. The thrill took over the fear of what anyone thought.After riding him this way for a bit you dismounted him and turned around to face him. You was now on top of him as you grasped his cock, soaked in your love juices, and began to rub the head of his cock on your soak lips. You both moan as his length entered you again. I got the camera and snapped away as I got some great shots of his length entering you, in and out,.