” she snapped.“I’m sorry Alexis, but I’m lost here. Your best friend comes over here, asks me to sleep with her, starts unbuttoning her shirt,...I throw her out, then I’m the bad guy?” I asked, astonished.“That’s exactly what she said you would say.” Alexis, replied.“Because that’s what really happened.” I told her.“Brian, don’t lie to me, you promised you would never lie to me.” she pleaded.“Alexis, I have never lied to you even once. I have told you things no one else in this world knows. I am. Settlements had been attempted on the north bank of the river, in this area, before, and the infamous landmark of the Dead Tree, itself, was such a place. A great huge dead tree, entirely bare of leaves or even moss, had formerly grown in the center of where a small island town had been and was a clear landmark on the river.The town had been constructed many years ago on this fair sized island in the midst of the river, and was about similar in size to the Duke's Island near Swanford, and the. The erect nipples hold special interest for them--the soft breast with the hard nipples seem to fascinate them. Such a contrast of soft and hard much like my cock soft head made to spread those wonderful pussy lips and hard shaft made to drive it deep into your pussy making us one in excitement and sensations. I roll you onto your back and slide between your legs my tongue and lips seeking their way up your thigh much like a blind man finds his way to a destination he knows will provide. " The cunt-muffled invitation could not have been more opportune for the horny monk whose throbbingly erect penis was only an inch away from the freely offered orifice. Carefully he placed the purple, peach-sized knob in the slot of the fifteen year old's pulpy, soft pussy and began to push into the delightfully tight opening."Mmmmmpphh ... mmmmppphhh? ... mmnonly one phhinngerrr..." Janey protested at the unexpected dilation of her once fucked cuntal entrance. "Mmmmoonnllyyy whuunnn..." she.