He didn’t mind, he knew the end result was well worth it.His rod was almost ripped out his hands, he had hooked something, and it was heavy-heavier ...han any fish in the river. That was a good sign Antonio knew, as he slowly reeled it in. he wanted to spin his reel as fast as he could, but he knew if he did that, he could snap the line. He was hard already; his body knew what was coming and it was exited.“YES!” he let out a resounding yelp as he pulled the lower half of a corpse onto the. I sat down and turn my face toward her. she had the drink in her right hand and had her right leg crossed over her left and that showed me a full nylon incased leg and a bare ass cheek. She told me to set with my legs together but to not cross them. That way she could see my cock standing up tall. well as tall as 6 inchs can. I bet you are trying to figure out what is going on aren't you she said. Well yes I am I answered. Well she started telling me how she was going to keep my cock hard for. Every time he sketched her it was as if she felt his pencil tracing along the edges of her delicate skin. And now it was as if every hand in the class was upon her body. Sketching her curves and taking in her body in details that only an artist could. He was right. The feeling was intoxicating. The room was completely silent except for the faint sound of pencils against paper and brushes clicking against water glasses. Every so often she would hear his voice from somewhere guiding a student.. His hands were bigger than yours and he was rougher, manlier in the way he played with my tits.” “I’ve seen them, and felt them but wonder what they taste like?” he asked.With that I lay back on a low stack of grain bags, he poured chilled white wine on my left nipple letting it run over my ample breast then proceeded to lick the wine off having a good gnaw at my engorged nipple. He repeated this on my right nipple. By now I was ready and randy to fuck the whole high school stock take team cum.