.. or is it my fate to go through life without someone to hold and to talk to? Or to share my soul with? I really wish that I could find that girl, al...s life is an uncaring wench that beats your ass so far into the ground that you doubt you can crawl back up. But what do we do? We go on... we say that eventually it will come. With my experience I cannot say that I have ever seen someone that is in love, truly and wholeheartedly in love.I have seen my share of couples, and I don't doubt that. I went over and touched the piles. The workout clothes were silky. They were elastic and smooth. I imagined the sports bras pressed against her tits as she worked out. I imagined the sweat building up on her soft tits and back. I imagined her armpits getting wetter and wetter. I looked at another shirt and imagined the sweat building up on her stomach and the light fabric sticking to her. I imagined the sweat dripping down her neck and in between her sweaty tits. My dick was getting hard. I. As I untied the rope between my legs I squatted a bit and tried to push out the cherries. I played with my clit with one hand as they popped out and could feel the wetness of my pussy dripping down my finger and legs.I wanted to simulate some kind of punishment so I took the 4 clothespins I brought with me and attached two on each of my inner pussy lips. Even at that time they were already big. Some more sweet pain. Then I stood with one leg on the branch under me and lifted the other one on a. " You had sex didnt you?" Jacks face reddened slightly, Mariel could always tell. " So who did you fuck Jack? come on tell me" Jack knew it was no good trying to pretend Mariel was not going to give up until she had all of the dirty facts. " Well do you remember telling me that if I loved my Popsy so much that I should fuck him?". "NOOOOOOOOO" said Mariel " you fucked your Popsy?". "Well not exactly" said Jack. "You know this old guy that I rent a room from? well he started talking in a geordie.