Ben cried out and shot a long rope of cum up across my chest hitting me in the face.Opening my mouth I caught the second and third ropes. He was not k...*ding about his freakish cum loads. He kept shooting all over my face and beard till I was totally covered in luscious sperm. Settling down on my chest, he lapped away at the mess he made and fed it to me. This was a man I wanted to start a long relationship with. He told me he wanted to see me again.I had a the biggest smile on my face when I. We had berries and nuts and all the waterwe could drink. It didn't take long for me to get sick of fish, berriesand nuts. We had a fruit fight that left us sticky and laughing, so wedove into a freshwater pond to clean off. We swam in the ocean. We laid around on the beach and tanned our curvybodies. We were getting skinny, despite ourselves. For a girl, ofcourse, getting skinny only meant that our breasts looked larger. Itshrunk our waists and enhanced our hips which made us look all the. And out of the mainstream – in out-of-the-way, rural places back then, it was nothing for kids of fourteen or sixteen to go hunting with small caliber rifles once in a while. As I often try to do, I’ve gone for some signposts. For example, I know that there was at least a tower on Iron Mountain, though I don’t know about what might have preceded it. All that remains up there today are the remains of the tower. Life out where this man grew up was more of a contact sport and I’ve tried to let. "Yeah, Tommy. Now!"And he did. He got me all over. Cheeks, nose, lips, neck, and the last little bit on my boobs."Yeah!"That was all Tommy could manage as he stroked and pumped and squeezed himself to get the last little bit out.In a minute Monica came around and took Tommy gently in her mouth to clean him a little, then she moved on to me. A kiss, a couple of licks, and I was a little cleaner, but I didn't care. Grabbed Monica and kissed her like I meant it. Didn't let a little stickiness.