His attitude was that the deer did exactly what it had to do; stand its ground and fight for its life when it was cornered.He heard me approaching his...entryway and waved me in. “Jess, my friend! What can I do for you?”I sat on the low stool in front of him and asked, “Uh, Remy, I was wondering, would you take me with you the next time you go hunting? I mean, you’d have to teach me some things because I’ve never hunted before, but I want to learn. I know I can never take Rom’s place, but I think. The unfamiliar term perked me up, as far as it could, considering howtired I was. I asked him what he meant.He smiled at me."Well, you see that big store over there? Well, suppose that you wasborn in that building. Suppose that as you grew up, that you graduallyexplored that whole store, learning every department that is init. That store is your whole life to that point in time. Everythingyou know is based on your experience in that store. Everything youunderstand is based on the things that. I have alternated between visions of cock and pussy as I punished my cock till I came four times, always allowing the cum to settle on my chest and belly. My body is literally coated with dried cum. I smelled like a cum dump.I started masturbating at sixteen and was addicted to jacking off. My mother had caught me many times always with the same admonishment, “If you don’t stop that you will go blind.”Hell, if that were true, most of the world would be blind.I masturbate every day and. "I was just your age, when someone my age now, showed me how wonderful another woman's love can be, sweetie. I was an exchange student in Paris where I lived with a nice family. I shared a bedroom with their daughter, Charlize. What fun we had! And her mother first licked my little pussy." Jan was frigging herself again under the sheet and Brooke's hips were also humping slightly as I told my tale. I told them how Charli and I would sneak down the hallway to her parents bedroom to watch them.