He was suddenly apologetic, more frightened, now his seed lay s**ttered over my fertile body, running down my buttocks and in-between the folds, dripp...ng of the end of my vaginal lips and clitoris.'My turn' and I grabbed the cane from him, angry and emboldened, furious and frustrated, a mixture of humiliation and sexual denial, 'Go on' I shouted, 'Get them off', he panicked, I must have appeared demented and my screaming was surely going to attract attention, and this was borne out as he put. “All rite see you Aang” Back at Aang and the gangs house nobody was home except for Aang who sat alone in his room Jerking off saying “OH FUCK KATARA, THAT FEELS SO GOOD KEEP GOING OH OH SO CLOSE OH” “Aang is that you” Katara said as she peered in his room. “Oh hi” said Aang said trying to cover up his erect 8inch Cock with an airbender arrow on it “ wow Aang that’s one nice looking cock” Katara said with a very sexy look on her face. “Oh” Aang said “you saw it?” “Yup” Katara. And you'll be living in the lap of luxury for ayear. You saw the pictures. Roberto has a town house in Manhattan, amansion in Palm Beach and apartments in Paris and Buenos Aires. And thenthere's his home here. He's obviously really, really rich. I hear he's abillionaire!" She waved the slip of paper at me again.Then she settled down and looked at me with an arched eyebrow, a cutelytilted head and a smile I couldn't interpret. She studied me for amoment, and I felt like a mouse to her hawk. . That was where I kept my stash of illicit sex pictures, books, and magazines in an old ammo box under a log. I'd sit for hours in the shade of the leafy canopy and study the worn, stained pictures, or masturbate while reading one of the stories for the thousandth time. I didn't even know what an orgasm was! All I knew was that if I stroked my dick long enough, while reading those stories or looking at those pictures, I would suddenly get the most wonderful rush, and some slimy fluid would come.