He had an uncut cock. I watched ashis loose skin slid up and down in his hand. I told him that I would do thatfor him. I grabbed his black pole...with my hand. I started jerking it up anddown. I could fell the loose skin sliding in my hands. He was moaning andmoving his hips. He told me to suck him. I was ready to eat his monster cock.I licked at his pole. It smelled good, and it tasted good. I licked his bigblack hairy balls. I took one into my mouth and rolled it with my. ”“Dead?”“No, you saved them. Betty Mae is with her husband.”“You OK?”“Yes. When Rory stopped the wagon, I fell and got a bit of a bump on the head, but I’m fine.”“How long have I been out?”“About a half an hour. I got up out of the wagon to see you run to Rory and after a few seconds you keeled over. I was afraid that you’d been shot too. But when I got to you, I checked you and couldn’t find any wounds. I dragged you over here into the shade, set Pauli on your chest and took care of Betty. Many times we would go through the fence at the bottom of Bernie's garden and go off to play in the fields, the woods and the sandpit.We had been doing this for several years and over time we had built a den in the oak woods using odd bits of timber and canvas with branches over the top. It was around the base of an old oak and we accumulated a couple of old chairs and a sleeping bag, with the floor covered in pine needles from the other woods, it was comfortable and we would go there to smoke. I felt a tingling start deep inside my body that was begging to be increased and then satisfied. "Be patient," I whispered to myself. I wanted this to be an all consuming orgasm that I can fall asleep to and wake up wanting to do it again. I used the soap to lather my belly and worked my slippery hands down across my mound to between my legs. I stood under the warm shower as I worked my hands on the outer sides of my pussy lips. Spreading my legs a little farther apart, I ran my hands over my.