Originally it was a bend in the river but when the river changed it's course the lagoon remained. When the tide came in it filled up to about six feet...in depth, as the tide retreated a sandstone bar retained about four feet of water. In summer this was a nice warm pool and the kids were always wanting to go there.I was pottering around the yard catching up on the usual chores when a group of kids approached me. "Mr Jim, can we ask a big favour of you?" You can ask, of course, what's on your. See, it likes you.' Shirra's "little boy" cock has grownfully erect, and it rivals yours. It throbs, and Shirra is staring at you,her breasts thrust out towards you. You throb too, your cock springing erect.You cant understand why you feel as you do about this youngster, but there'sno denying *what* you feel. The mistress says, 'Say hello to Shirra's cock. Shuck it.' You have toobey, but you find no qualms in you about it. You kneel before Shirra and sheinserts her cock into your. On occasion, I need my hand for that but most of the time I can find some female of the species who's willing to take on the task.It wasn't always thus. Back when I was maybe fifteen, my hand was my full time assistant. My poor cock had never felt the velvet smoothness of cunt, nor wet mouth, nor dammit, even female fingers. My eyes and imagination were quite active though, even including my little sister Toni, who was finally beginning the transition from runt to cunt.I know, I know, that's. "Well, that's good to see," thought Cora. Then looking at the overly tight black shirt and the mirrored, aviator sunglasses, "but why do they always think they have to look like something out of Police Academy?"The police officer came up to her window. "Could you get out of the car, please madam," she said with the growling accent of a Kushtian from the far north of the country."What is the trouble officer?" Cora asked."If you could just get out of the car, please." Cora did as she was asked.