I dip my fingers into my puss and put them to your lips so you can smell the muskiness and taste the sweetness. I return to your pants. I softly ...lace the palm of my hand over the obvious bulge in the front of your cords, and feel your cock and the rod it has become through your pants. I gently squeeze your shaft with my whole palm and then just pump the head in my fingers. I can't wait anymore; I must experience this magnificent cock's naked flesh! I slowly and carefully unzip your. " As much as I loved all the guys, they can be a bit difficult to take at times. Maybe I was getting old and cranky.I cleaned things up around the house and got things back to shipshape and opted for a ride on the lake. I went down and cranked up the bass boat and idled out of the cove. Once I was clear, I cranked it up to full throttle and headed up the lake. I wasn't going any place in particular, just going. I got as far as the Lead Hill Marina before the tank I was using ran out. I switched. Hank headed for the bathroom. He quickly slipped his arms through the straps of the bra, pulled it tightly behind his back and fastened the clasp. The strap pulled firmly across his back and the cups pushed against his chest. He stepped into the slip pulling it up to his waist and then let the camisole fall gently onto his shoulders. It was satin from the neck down, and it felt wonderful. Finally, Hank inserted the breast forms into the cups of the bra. "A 'C' cup, not bad," he thought. . No electricity, there was a stream running about 30 feet from the cabin and pipes had been run to the cabin and the corral so she did have some running water, you just had to pump it from two old fashion water pumps that were in use, one by the trough in the corral and the other inside the cabin by a sink.The cabin had two sets of bunk beds, a table, four chairs and a cabinet that held the sink and pump. There was an out-house about 30 yards from the cabin and a big lean to by the corral that.