And respond to this 'woodcutter' of mine...there was a warmth building deep down..and my hands then started caressing my nipples through the cotton ma...i dress I had on..the other hand went down and touched his front..and OMG...what was he packing?? I thought that if he let go of my hair..I would fall backward..as I had no support..Guilt vs Pleasure ..but..having someone suck on your tongue and kiss you so deeply..who wants to think of their morals??...he stopped kissing me. his steel grey eyes. I know it might sound odd but it wasn't just sex to me. It became a metamorphosis or perhaps a rebirth. The bland caterpillar Katherine changed into the glorious, self-assured woman Barb somehow knew lurked beneath my plain exterior. I'd only met Ping a few hours earlier, so maybe it wasn't Ping herself that I was falling in love with. Possibly it was the idea that I was more than just someone's second thought in a relationship. I didn't have to satisfy someone else before getting what I. We sat around shooting the shut and I had a cooler full of beer. So I offered her one. We sat drinking and talking. I do notice she was wearing right shorts and a short top kinda like a tank top. She kept moving around in her chair like she couldn't get comfortable. I asked if she was ok and she said yes but her voice kinda shattered. She asked to use the restroom. If course I let her. I realized the chair she was in had a wet spot. Figured it was where she had her beer between her legs. She. ...WTF am I supposed to do with that goddamn thing? Turn your fucking stupid ass around and stand there with your legs together, head bowed. I lubed my huge cock for your little manpussy, wouldn't want to tear that tiny shit hole up in one fucking...need it to last for a few more fuckings at least, damn titty baby!I come up behind you, reach around and rub your nipples...mmmmm feels good, yes slave? I slide my huge cock through your legs under your tiny precious baby nutsack and thrust back and.