As this happened, his indecent eyes fixatedly glared at me.Next, Huck wiped the residue of spit on his fingers off on his t-shirt, crudely encircling ...is nipples as he did so.As I watched him a strange excitement began to escalate within me, despite the fact that he really wasn’t my taste.‘This fucker is trying to soften me up,’ I thought to myself, and to my dismay it was actually working.Huck then asked me a really strange question. “Do you piss in the basin?”“Why do you ask?” I. .....Oops, sorry. I guess I got ahead of myself. I should go back and explain what got me in this position....After my hitch in the Navy I sent what I could not carry on my Harley back to my c***dhood home. I had planned a cross country ride to visit parts of America I had spent 4 years defending. It was a slow journey, no schedule, no deadlines, just open road and places to see. That journey is a whole story in its self so I will skip ahead to when I arrived back home 2 months after leaving. I squeezed it lightly and she moaned in my mouth. I slipped her shirt off over her head and continued kissing her and touching her tits. She broke the kiss and asked if i would put my mouth on her tits so i did. i kissed her mounds and licked her nipples and boy was she moaning!!! my hands were busy playing with her cute tight butt when she told me to touch her pussy. i pulled off her pants and slowly rubbed her clit. sheloved it asking for it harder so i rubbed her till she was close to coming. I could feel myself getting out of breath and tiring a little but finally, I was able to get back to my feet.I thought, If I could get to a corner, I might be able to back up quickly and slam her into the corner post with hopes of exerting enough pressure against her to knock the wind out of her so she'd relinquish her grip.She was desperately trying to bring me down again but I managed to get her back against the turnbuckle and began pressing against her as hard as I could to force her to let.