So, I developed a style that allowed me to skip the parts I couldn't or didn't want to write.(Tigger) You mentioned scenes you couldn't write, can you...give an example?(ehayes) Um, everywhere there's a break. =)I'm trying to think of a real example, and nothing's coming to mind. =)(Sir_Lee) How much of Tuck is based on real people you know?(ehayes) I've seen all of the characters, but I did NOT want to put enough of a person into the story to match anyone I know. So, it's all based on people I. Her nipples blocked out her hair and the back wall. I could feel my dick was about ready to exploded.I felt a breeze first followed by a scream. "Brenda what are you doing???" said a male voice. "Mmpph!! Mmpphhhhh!!" said Brenda. Her mouth was still full of milk and her big nipple. I kept fucking her pussy. "On my god!! Jesus looked at the cock inside your wife!!!" said a women voice. "I knew your wife - look at that cock" said another women voice. "Brenda stop fucking that young man. Get his. I sat up enough to move Havana's to my chest as I drovecmy cock in as quickly and deeply as I could. Grunting with exertion I and Liz were claiming our young lovers. Liz moved her hips in a circle as I pounded my cock into my lovely niece. Hal came emptying his fluids into my wife and seconds later I did the same to Havana. All of us sweating we left the tent to skinny dip off the small beach of the island. I swam over to Liz and kissed her deeply. "You plan this?"She looked at me with an. The golden flow started. Sighing, Mona felt the immense relief of emptying her bladder while she played the strong stream all over in the tub. Was it wrong to thing this was sort of fun?It was like having your very own personal squirt gun to play with. Mona couldn’t wait until winter. Would it be hard to write her name in the snow like the boys in the orphanage always bragged about? Time would tell.Speaking of flow. Mona was quite relieved in a different way when she had taken off the regular.