This was the third night I spent in her bedroom this week. On Monday, I saw her walking home from Boone High and followed her. She'd been happy to see...me again, or at least to feel my pecker reaming her tight cooch.She was a pretty, young thing with honey-blonde hair and vibrant, green eyes. Her ass was great, and she had a nice pair of tits topped with dark-red nipples. I wrapped my hand around the teen, finding her perky mound, and pinched her nipple. It hardened like a muffin rising in the. "In my opinion this sword was made in Persia, rather than Syria, and is at least a hundred years old. We in Europe have no idea how they manufactured such strong, supple and sharp swords. Their edges remain razor sharp and their temper remains true, which is probably due to the metal used in their construction. The metal ingots come from Northern India I believe, and comprise of some elements that we in the west are completely ignorant of - wootz steel it is called by the sword smiths of. Sandy and Mandy were working on the crate engine together. They had it totally apart. When I came up to see how they were doing they showed me how imperfect the crate engine was from the factory. They pointed out numerous little flaws that I would never have noticed, saying it was those little things that threw the motor out of balance.The girls had two different scales, a beam scale and a digital scale that measured weights to a tenth of a gram. They gave me a lesson, telling me that a minute. Oh, I can’t have that and quickly move back to sucking your dick to get you hard again so you can fuck my ass as soon as I can get you back up. I suck hard on your over sensitive dick and you start to moan and say it’s to soon (the first words spoken since you opened the door). I ignore you and continue on my mission.Within moments I feel new life coming back into your dick and smile as I think it wont be long now and I’ll have what I really want…your big hard dick in my tight ass!I continue.