It saved on buying clothes, washing and ironingand stuff like that. Sides, nobody could see heranyway. She did get a dress on when the grocery boycame... but that was about it. So, if we were to becomefriends, I could come over any time and find her nakedas a jaybird she said.The first book was about Dagwood and Blondie and, boy,was it hot. Dagwood would do anything and everything toBlondie and she would take everything he had to offer.She had a hot snatch and Dagwood had a big hard on. Bythe. Having the upper freezer door open was allowing Tim to feel a false senseof privacy so he wasn't cognizant of his stepfather's ability to see him ashe casually pulled his shorts down away from the tenting knobbed area,which stretched out the crotch seams and eventually lead Tim to lightlystroke himself with his fist inside his shorts- further wearing at thetattered seam and exposing flashes of his nut sack in the side view of hisstepfather. Soft groans were unmistakably now being heard coming. The pleasure surged through me. A wild bliss that would consume me. It would be incredible. I wanted it so badly. I squeezed around him, increasing the friction. I reveled in his hard strokes. The powerful way his cock plowed into me.Hard.Fast.He pumped away hard at me. He plowed into me with power. With such wonderful delight. My hips wiggled from side to side. I savored how my cunt stirred around his thrusting cock. He filled me up. So big. So thick.My orgasm swelled faster and faster. I. And that is where my story begins. “Hello,” A voice called, pulling me from whatever kind of sleep I was actually in. Sleeping outside on the cold ground was hard to get used to, but you do get used to it. “Are you okay?” “Yes,” I said quickly and frightened, you never knew who you were going to come into contact with in these parts. “I am fine.” “Why are you out here?” he asked, bringing himself to his feet and looking down at me. He seemed as if he had never seen a homeless person sleeping in.