The water pouring past on her right side seemed to drop a long way before she could hear the splash of impact below her. Falling had always been her ...reatest fear and she felt herself begin to freeze, the phobia taking over as the rope dug painfully into her tightly clenched fists. Moving slowly and very carefully she edged forward, stray gusts of wind rocking the bridge and making her pause until the way was steady once more. Although she knew she couldn’t really be as high up as she. Beside who was I to judge her boobs; I had never touch a tit yet in my life.During my last year of high school, I had seen her many times in the hall and on those occasions she always shyly smiled at me. Then one day I noticed her while she was wearing her gym outfit, she was jogging with the rest of her class while going out of the gym. I was much impressed by the sight of her round thighs and her straight legs, for the first time I realized that she was not really plump at all.On that day,. God. you're so fucking pretty. I want to feel my sperm shoot down your gorgeous throat, and then, I swear, I'll devour your beautiful cunt." I felt myself pushing down on her shoulders, guiding her onto her knees, getting my erect penis into position in front of her pretty fucking face.Her hands ran the course of my thighs and ass, as I held her beautiful face, and moved my prick against her parting lips. My fists grasped handfuls of herbeautiful brown hair as the head of my cock penetrated her. Nothing else, though, ever. Not even formal hellos. She knew I was married as she often saw me with my wife and Sarah had a serious, muscular black boyfriend too who lived elsewhere.After my wife and I got our own dog, I wondered if perhaps our paths might cross more directly. Sure enough, when my wife was out of town, I literally almost ran into Sarah as we rounded a hedge-covered corner of our neighborhood in opposite directions. Her dogs scared my dog, but before I could react, my dog had.