April was slimmer than Andrea, but every bit as attractive, with darker hair and green eyes. I noticed her breasts were smaller, but fuller. April was...already in her lounge shirt for the night, having returned from her date with a friend. Andrea invited me inside to play some games and visit more with them.April selected a can of Mountain Dew for me, Andrea went down the hall to her room. I noticed a wet spot had formed on the back of her skirt from her cum a few minutes ago. My cock began to. И попал я в это место лишь благодаря своему тайному хобби, о котором не всем известно, а кому известно, тот предпочитает об этом даже не заикаться. Так как если они расскажут чем я занимаюсь, о них может всплыть такое, что мои шалости покажутся всего-лишь детским ребячеством - не более.Итак, как же случилось что я стал таким? Я с детства любил решать всякие загадки, ребусы, тайны. Находить и видеть то, что скрыто от других. Я переиграл и перечитал все возможные квесты, детективы, и подобные. She obviously been here before. How had the wolves missed such a prize they wondered?She swam around for awhile and then climbed out. The water cascaded off her long blond hair which now seemed a bit darker. Her tanned body glistened as she walked over to a patch of grass being covered by bright sunlight. There she lay naked drying off with her music now back on.The wolves watched excitedly as her hands started exploring her naked tight little body. She lay on her back. Her hands traced. Our eyes searched each other's, still filled with pent up passion, surprise and a bit of rage. We studied each other's faces. You were older than you had let on. Still gorgeous and in possession of a killer hot body, but older none the less. I reached for you and you slapped my hand away. 'Keep your fucking hands off of me unless I tell you differently!' you demanded. 'Really?' I answered as I reached out again, only to have you slap at my hand again. 'Really, mother fucker!' you said, shoving.