Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until...now&hellip, I love water. Always have, always will. I love to drink it, I enjoy when it falls from the sky, but most of all, I appreciate feeling it all around me. But no matter how much I enjoy swimming, you wouldnt catch me dead in a chlorinated pool. I am a lake girl all the way. Thats why I immediately jumped at the chance to spend the. I didn’t know what to do. “Basketball is sure an exciting game, huh? I can tell that you love it Mike. You’re as hard as a rock,” she said as she curled around and shot the ball. I looked down and my cock was sticking straight out. Once again a wet stain encircled the tip. “I can see you’ve got game,” she said after looking down at my shorts. As she licked her lips and smiled I was racked with embarrassment and lust. “Maybe we better go now, don’t you think? Before someone gets hurt with that. Different experiences, different adventures lead me to an older neighbor. I was still so very young, but I sensed he liked me and I liked that feeling. Soon he exposed his cock to me and I stared at it lustfully, unable, unwanting, to look away. I immediately wanted to touch him, I immediately knew I wanted to suck him. Nervous, but sure and driven, I slid to my knees before him, never taking on eyes off the object of my late night desires.Hairy, big and veiny, just like the pictures of the. Hunter thought it very wise to buy a single bed and some furniture for the spare room, so when we had visitors or our parents called around, people would be led to believe that we had our own rooms. All my clothes, makeup and other personal stuff were always kept in the spare room to keep up the charade. Mum and dad called around about once a month and often stayed the night with us. They would sleep in our double bed, I would sleep in my single bed, and Hunter would sleep on the couch. Mum was.