He was my best friend - smart, funny, sarcastic. But, he had terrible self-esteem issues. By the time I figured out I was into him, he’d friendzoned...me for being ‘out of his league.’ I had to ask him to prom because he wouldn’t take a hint even when I hit him with a clue-by-four and it still ended badly. And, while I realize that this is the firstest of first-world problems, I really don’t need to deal with it again. So, if you’ve got serious self-esteem problems, you should tell me now so I. .over and over you hit that sweet spot... I am maddened...You take your fingers out and put them up to my mouth, rubbing my own juices upon my lips...I like the way I taste and lick them, until I clean all of myself off of them...you thrust them into my mouth all the way and I clean them off fully...I tell you that it is time...that I want you inside of me...I go down first and suck on your dick one more time... wanting to get it all coated in my saliva...still rigid and with renewed pre-cum. The Bucks and the ranch hands finished the last cutting and pressing of the hay bales. They had taken over operation of the bale press earlier in the summer after Mr. Dirksen had shown them all about it.They could hear the rumble of far off thunder, and as always they were hoping for rain.“Looks like we got through just in time, we may get that rain today. Look over there at those storm clouds rolling in toward the river. We could get a good one out of that,” Little Eli told the others.They. ’ Cassy shivered involuntarily. He pulled back and then stood. All she could do was gape at him, mouth open and eyes wide staring at him and his words. All he had to say to her expression was a wolfish grin that promised mischief. And she definitely wanted his mischief, even if her face didn’t express as much. Gabriel turned and started walking away but before he got too far he looked over his shoulder and told Cassy, ‘I’ll be seeing you, Cas.’ then left. Cassy followed suit, got in Johns.