I was feeling so fucking horny. I could not wait any longer I broke free from his lips and dropped on my knees and stroked his dick he had a 6 inch di...k but I thought the size does not matter but the way how you use it that matters.I first played with the tip of the dick with my hand but he was getting impatient. I realized that so I licked his head of the cock and I licked on the head to tease him but he could not control so he grabbed my head and pushed his dick inside my mouth and told me to. When I woke up at first light she had managed to wiggle around and had my morning wood pressed into the crack of her ass. When I moved, she wriggled back into me. ‘We’ve got to get going before anyone figures out what happened and finds our trail,’ I told her. We had some hardtack and chicory for breakfast. Much to my surprise as we rode away from the campsite, she whispered in my ear, ‘Don’t you like me?’ ‘Well, yeah. I just don’t know you very well,’ I stammered. ‘If you like me, why didn’t. In this story I inject an element which some who are offended by blasphemy/religious heterodoxy may not care to read. None of the characters in the story are under 18.My son lifted his glass.“Wait,” I said.I raised my glass and stood up and moved around behind his chair.“Oh son,” I whispered into his ear, “You don’t know how crazy you have been making me wondering if you wanted this!”I moved to place the collar around his neck, but then I stopped. Was it the way the light shined in the wine? . I mean how many more guys do I need to meet until I meet ‘The One’ or ‘Mr Right’? Is there even such thing? Or is it just a lie parents tell their little girls to make them think the world is a happy place where fairy tales come true and Prince Charming is out there waiting for you? I don’t even think I’ve been in love. I mean of course there’s been times where I’ve thought I might be but I soon realised it was more lust than anything. I get a lot of attention - at 5ft 8 with long light brown.