’ Stretching out on her recumbent body, Rawk raised his hips, positioned the tip of his cock between the nether lips of the virgin and with a hard ...unge of his hips drove deep into her. She gave a sharp cry as her hymen split. ‘Let all assembled behold aright, how mighty lance with yearning grail unite.’ He started thrusting, slowly building the rhythm toward a climax. ‘And how my lusty, renewing flood, grant life to courseth in her blood.’ Voice raucous with passion he exulted as he filled. My catfish courtbouillon is what hooked ‘er.”“Well, let’s do it, then. An’ like I said – any time, just tie up and plug in.”“‘Preciate that, Mister Ray.”“Hey, no problem. You brought me fish. I’m happy.”“I get too many catfish. Not a problem. I gotta meet Gee in a bit...”“Go ahead. But the invitation – remember.”“Won’t forget.”As I motored away, I imagine Mister Ray’s biggest question was whether or not I was going to stay on the river. Gee says ‘yes’. Me? I love the river and my life afloat,. Well, anyway, we had this chance to make some extra moneypainting old man Wilson's barn. I was up on a ladder. I was painting, andole Sammy was down below, ---but as I found out, ---looking up at me and upin my shorts, a hell of a lot more than painting." "Hey man, what're you doing? What's up? We're never gonna getthis thing painted if you don't get with it! What're you doing?" "Hey Jack, I gotta ask you something!" "Yeah, what? What?" "Jack, ---you got any underwear on, man? You. “Do you want to grab a bite to eat?She made a duck-like face, thinking about her choices, I am sure.“What about pizza?” Olivia asked.“Pizza sounds good,” I replied. “Where do you want to go?”Olivia stayed quiet for a few more seconds. I looked in her direction and then she looked back at me, smiling.“Where to?” I asked.“How about your place?” Olivia asked.Her boldness surprised me.“It's not clean,” I said. “Can we not do a restaurant?”Olivia was undeterred.“I’m not a pizza restaurant-type,” She.