My mind went back to him and our first intercourse. He was so very sweet in his concern as he slowly but firmly pressed his hot, heavy dick against m... own screaming cock. The sensations of that initial contact had surprised me and I opened my eyes to look at our cocks rubbing against each others. The sight of them together was so HOT! I stole a glance at his face and beheld a display of wanton desire as he moved to pleasure us both. Up and down our shafts would rub, the passion growing. As we stood there she said "My name's Lauren", "Ok" I said, as I put my arms around her, pushing her into the wall I started to kiss her, she kissed me back and soon we were snogging. She was running her fingers through my hair as I fondled her tits. I unbuttoned her blouse and opened it up reaching behind I unclipped her bra, pushed it up and bent down to lick her nipples."I haven't had sex for months" she said. As I licked and sucked her nips, my hand was on the front of her slacks rubbing up. Pelle would have liked to test his new bow at larger distance but this was a good opportunity, too good to be wasted.With smooth, practised moves he notched a broadhead arrow and pulled back. Allowing for a flatter trajectory due to the greater speed imparted by the new bow, Pelle aimed lower than was his custom and let fly. A new arrow was on the string before he looked at his prey. The young buck was still standing, but only barely. It tottered back and forth with the arrow deep in his chest. And the articles that are written follow that same line of thinking as well. Top ten celebrities who wore too tight and dress and flaunted their nipples, or which celebrities said some meaningless tripe that we're going to read into far too deeply and infer that they have decided to run for presidency. It's all dull.You do your best to smile and snap photographs as your are told, not paying attention, but doing your job despite despising it in almost every capacity. At least you get to look at.