Only I don't hunt-not anymore.But this became my favorite time of year because of Melinda. I was driving home after wasting most of a Saturday down in...the bottoms trying to get that big buck just about everybody, including me, had seen at one time or another.A car, it was a raggedy-ass old Plymouth Fury, was pulled over on the shoulder of Barnwell road, just past the little cemetery, about in the middle of nowhere. A women was out in the rain trying to change a flat. I stopped to help.That's. He knew he was a good lover and he loved to get his horny teenage cock into Linda and fuck her to multiple orgasms. He and Linda normally fucked every day and sometimes 2 or 3 times on a Friday or Saturday night. At a party, all bets were off because the environment and the hotness of several couples being there and getting it on seemed to make all of them that much more horny.Bill thought he could hear sounds down the hallway in the house where they were partying from others who were fucking,. Thank you for dinner, and I’ll see you again in the morning!”It was quite late when I got back to the Hall and I expected everyone to be asleep, but entering through the service door at the rear of the house I saw Mary sitting at the table, drinking something that I assumed was tea. She heard the back door open and turned to watch me.“Hello, Mary, I thought you’d be abed long ago!”“Hello, Tom. Usually I would be, but I went out after dinner to see Andrew and I’ve not long got back from there. I. Next I reach down to the bottom of your dress but you stop me, saying "No, get onto the bed". As I comply by climbing onto the bed, laying down in the centre of it, you turn and move over to the bottom of the bed and watch me until I'm still. The only things now moving are my eyes as they dart all over you, my chest as my breathing gets more rapid with excitement, and my cock as it gets harder and twitches in anticipation. You climb up onto the bed and crawl up it (and me) like a stalking cat..