“That’s one way to look at it,” I replied.“You think I’m too young?”“I think age and maturity don’t necessarily correlate, and there c...n be some significant cultural differences in how mature people are at a given age.”“I don’t think that answers my question!”“I don’t know the answer to that question. Ask me again after we eat.”We walked up to the pub, went inside, and were shown to an empty table in the dining room. I asked what she wanted to drink.“Hawkes Urban Orchard Cider,” she said.“And. The Labrador spasmed under the big dog as her pussy released, her body clenching and relaxing, cunt walls wobbling, magnifying the intense feeling of the knot wedging her hole shut. Her squirt made their fur slick, dripping out of her pussy to join the precum that had spilled on the carpet. All her outbursts and fear as the big dog raped her were forgotten, replaced by the euphoria of her orgasm and the satisfied, full feeling of knowing she'd been tied to her mate."Mmmm..." She murred,. I found him in his workshop repairing the cracked stock of a musket one of his reenacting friends dropped during a skirmish. When I walked into the shop Patrick was still grinning from ear to ear. ‘You must be exhausted from talking all night on the telephone,’ Patrick said, putting the stock on the workbench and then wiping his hands on a shop towel, ‘Why don’t you get some sleep. I can make my own breakfast.’ ‘No you won’t. I will be making you pancakes and that’s final,’ I said, poking him. Rick stares at me bleary-eyed and silent. Even half-asleep and hungover, Rick is the epitome of masculine power. Dark hair, blue eyes, 250 lbs of solid muscle packed onto a 6'4" frame. It's a real shame that the poor guy is dumb as a rock. That's actually why he's still here, living with Mom and Dad. He's two years older than me and was the town's great football superstar. Everybody swore he was going to be the next Drew Brees (I have no idea who that is... famous athlete or something) but.