"We exited the building into the calm of the falling snow. I could justbarely see her face beneath the cowl of her large coat. Her blond locksprotru...ed from the cowl and caught the falling crystals, causing herhair to glitter in the street lamps glow. Her car was parked in the lotaround the lake which was surrounded by dense woods. Halfway round thelake she grabbed my hand and pulled me aside, off the footpath and intothe woods. "I never really thanked you for the help you have been. He pulled me back down and hugged me. I like to make you feel good he said. I like it too, and hugged his neck. We laid for a few minutes with out saying a word. Moving his hands down he held my butt cheeks. Squeezing them he spread them apart and back together. He asked has anyone played with your butt before. Looking up I said, that's dirty. Laughing he said not if it's done right. After thinking about it I asked what's the right way. He said turn around and back up. Turning, I moved back as. How can I describe the heavenly sensation I felt? I ejaculated for the first time deep into a lovely woman’s pussy, just after a few strokes, as I could control myself no longer.Maybe this is the reason why I never masturbate even now, and whenever I feel the heat (which happens almost everyday), I go in search of a girl to ejaculate into.Coming back to what was happening, I collapsed right on top of her after that, soaking my penis in her juices, while she stroked my buttocks and squeezed and. That is a problem that my father and his father before him didn’t have. To hear my grandfather talk about some of those blacks from the deep south he could hardly understand them himself. They had a slow southern drawl that you really had to get used too.When the Dutch settled on Long Island, when the Italians dug the Erie Canal, and when the Polish arrived they all wanted to learn the language of their new home, English. They were proud immigrants to this vast country. They became proud.