Our bodies thrust at each other, at first, slowly, thenviolently, she, lusting from years of abstinence, mine from the excitement ofmaking love to an ...ttractive woman, and maybe from feeling like an attractivewoman I was becoming. I didn't feel like a man making it with awoman...rather like a woman with another woman. The thought excited me evenmore. She soon climaxed with her organ squeezing my shaft like a maiden'shand milking a cow. Although I tried to hold back, the delightful. “John, how did you know my breast was my weak spot?” I felt her nails dig into my back, as he ass got tighter around my cock I was on the edge of Cumming Just a little more was I could think, and then I remember Anna said a girl likes her clit to be stimulated when having sex. I started to play with her clit, and then I stuck to fingers inside her warm pussy. “Fuck Bro I’m about to cum.” For some reason it turn me on even more when she said that. I wanted to see more of this smutty part of my. She was... She was... out of this world. He had heard tales of what humans often referred to as the "Nature Angels" or even "Forest Beauties", but... those tales did not nearly enough describe how beautiful they truly were. Even sitting down, he could tell she was incredibly tall: taller than him, even. She had very long hair as white as the snow that often fell on his mountains, and had very pale but completely flawless skin. She was sitting with her back turned to him, so he unfortunately. My parents must have been watching TV in their room when I got home as I was able to get inside the house and into my room without talking to them. Once inside my room, I plopped down on the bed. I had so much to think about. If this were really 1976, how could I get back. Did I want to go back?. Of course, although all of this seemed real enough, the thought did cross my mind that I may have been involved in a car wreck in 2000 and I was either in heaven or in a coma. The last thought I had.