It seemed so much bigger than before. Uncomfortablyhe pulled his costume back, seeing that he was now wearing some pinkgirly underwear. Nervously he...climbed onto the toilet and startedrelieving himself, surprised at the difference in the way it felt fromthe way he usually went to the bathroom. It was just leaking out ofhim. Finishing up, he saw that he was still wet between his legs, andgrimaced. He hated having to look at that little slit there, missinghis usual equipment. However he. Her screams could probably hear to the ground floor but Fuckk “Fuccckckkkkkkkkk don’t stop you mofo..Just fucking tear it ” we’re getting me high..I pounded her for 10 mins and she let a huge aaaaahhhhh once she orgasmed and got up and kissed me and told me to treat her like this always.After that, we had a huge kissing session and she slept on her stomach with the juices flowing all over the place ..I looked at the hourglass figure and spanked her ass and asked if she was tired ..to which she. And our cries of pleasure grew more passionate... You jerked your head as you felt your mouth fill with a hot, salty taste that betrayed my passion as a foretaste of my life spasmed over your loving tongue... then again, as you cried out in your abandon and a larger spurt issued from the large, thrusting member in your mouth. And your sighs became louder, climbing in pitch as my tongue probed within you, exploring you, tasting of your hot, sweet tanginess with complete abandon. Then you felt me. Log jams are as common place as stumps and grass along the river. Shouldering my BPS and survival bag we began a stealth ascent into the dense woods. Hopes were to slowly come out the otherside of this tiny, thin stripped Island and stumble upon a flock of Ducks taking advantage of the southern hospitality of the river. The fine art of walking quiet with a big dog and rubber waders with gear across dry leaves and blown twigs is challenging. Choosing paths in the woods is like choosing paths in.