Our kiss becomes more passionate, our hands moving to explore and grope each others body, squeezing and caressing all the right places, going over eve... inch of skin. One of my hands reaches for the back of your neck, holding you and place and pressing our mouths tighter together in our kiss while my other hand finds it way to your legs and finally back to your gorgeous ass, squeezing it firmly. I pull you into my lap an you straddle me with a leg on either side of me, your pussy dropping down. To add insult to injury, he gave my face a hard thwack with his slimy rod."Lie down on the bench on your back," he commanded. "And lean your head over the edge."He squatted down and aimed his arrow at my now open throat passage, intending to drive his tool home. Amazingly, he was able to bury his cock down my throat in this position until his low hanging balls were literally resting on my upturned face. I did my best to remain calm, knowing if I started to gag at this point, I'd lose my lunch. Hell, she wasn't dressed now. Terry Kennedy was sitting on my bed wearing nothing but a smile. I closed the door quickly behind me."Terry?" I asked, even though it was quite obviously her."Kenny," she said softly."What are you doing here?" I asked."Waiting for you," she told me."Because?" Because you're going to make love to my mom this weekend, aren't you?" Well, I don't know if 'making love' is right," I ran a hand through my hair. "I guess I'm going to fuck her, though. We have to practice. ! Or I won’t wait!’ I sit for a while longer before I notice anything exceedingly odd. I listen to the wind increase in speed and the odd silence of the forest behind me. Quite suddenly the wind stops and the eerie silence chills me to the bone. I hear a twig snap somewhere behind where I am sitting. I sit extremely still, listening for any sign that there may be something approaching me from behind. As I sit, listening and slowly getting frightened, I hear another twig snap, much closer than.