She had a good figure but always covered it up withbaggy sweaters and loose fitting clothing.Dan would ask me all the time when I was going to fuck he....I told him that she wasn’t that kind of girl. But Dan saidthat all girls were ‘that kind of girl’ if they foundthemselves in the right situation. He told me to hurry upand fuck her or he would have to do it for me. I laughed atthat just thinking that he was being macho and would neverdo that to me. Especially since I loved. If you like what you're reading, please don't forget to favorite, like chapters, or comment encouraging (or critiquing) words. It means a lot to me. Last bit: Any time there's content that readers may not enjoy, I'll try to label it at the beginning of the chapter. Anyway, enjoy the story, and thanks again for reading!PROLOGUE: David wandered the wasteland. He had to scavenge daily for everything. Food, water, and other supplies. All scarce in the massive desert. Then again, he'd become an. 'Why that particular cock' I asked her, still a little bemused at her analogy, 'That's easy', she replied, 'it was fucking massive'.I coughed and splattered my wine, and burst into a fit of giggles, that was the Sara of old, brassy, ballsy, and a match for any guy looking for a good fuck.She had just finished bathing her son, the product of the interaction with the wall, and as I watched, my eyes drifted down his nude form and rested on his cock, Sara saw me, 'It's a beauty, is it not', she. Itfelt so soft and smooth against his hand.Suddenly he heard a sound behind him and shoved the panties into hispocket, so nobody would see him caressing them."Heya Ron, howya doin?" a voice behind him said.Ron turned around, but nobody was there... he would have wondered whatwas going on, if he hadn't recognized Harry's voice and known all abouthis father's cloak."Harry! What are you doing here?! I was just about to head back to theroom, as soon as I finished loading this load," Ron said to the.