You'd think the timing would be nearly impossible, but he's got quite a few good ones. Sometimes we'll go out just to take photos; I'll sit on a park ...ench and Geoff will sit on the opposite side of the path, and then when a guy comes along I'll open my knees and fish around in the bag at my ankles. We go home afterwards and if he got a really good shot (for instance, one with both my undies and a guy checking me out), then we'll go to bed and "talk" about all the things that guy probably. “Go on . . . let’s hear it,” he continued. Abby took in a deep breath and started.“We have kissed each other . . . but only to practice so that we can kiss boys,” she began. “And . . . we have kinda touched each other too,” she continued.“And where have you touched her,” he asked.“Like her boobs and you know . . . in between her legs . . . a bit.”“Where did you do this,” he asked, still jacking off, now more slowly so that he wouldn’t shoot his load too early. “Mostly at my house . . . during. Especially a big black dick like this one. Can you taste yourself on it whore? HAHAHA! You better get use to sucking dick and become a fucking pro at it too. I have to be hard on you the first time like this, or you bitches never learn right. I have to break you in the first night so I know you won't run away from me. You are my new dog. And this is your training."She pulled her dick out of my mouth and stepped back. She undid her strap-on, pulling the other end of it out of you cunt and let it. A few minutes passed, before the three of us were kneeling in the grass, exchanging satisfied passionate kisses. Eventually, we got to our feet, picked up our footwear and continued our journey. Once we began to walk, the ground fell away steadily, to a stream which ran between fields and was an obstacle that we had to cross. As we neared it, we could see that the stream was approximately three metres wide, flowing between two steep banks. We were heading for a gate on the opposite side of the.