The older man quickly looked things over and opened his satchel and pulled out a length of white gauze. He looked at me in a commanding fashion and I ...emoved my hands and pulled Betty Mae’s dress away. He quickly applied a small wad of cotton to the entry wound and a large amount of cotton and gauze to the exit. He then quickly wrapped the leg with a long gauze. The entire process was pretty familiar to me.“Army?” I asked the old man.“Confederate. You got a problem with that?”“Nope, my brother. You step inside, no words are exchanged. You pull me close and kiss me sucking on my tongue. Long deep kisses taking my breath away. You slowly move your lips down and around my neck sucking, tasting my soft skin. I moan quietly as the warm feeling moves to my pussy. We pull apart and say “hello”. I then take your hand and lead you upstairs. No sooner as we enter my bedroom you push me against the wall. Your hands cup my breasts through my top. Feeling for my nipples you rub and pinch them to. The last resident of this community died 20 years ago, and now only the relatives of the deceased came here from time to time that would remove the graves. Arriving we unpack and immediately decided to take a swim, the water was perfectly clean, as the boys were not there, we decided to swim naked. Here I digress, and I note that of the girls just me and my neighbor were tselochku Angela. Day came to an end, and we decided to fry the kebabs, and begin to drink wine. So we beat the sunset pretty. The tanned man sank to his knees, placing his hands on each orbed buttock he pulled aside and kissed his partners hole, pushing saliva into the orifice with his tongue. He could taste his man, he loved that taste, rolling his tongue around the clean pink hole, the pale man gasping in ecstasy. The tanned man rose and dribbled oil onto his penis, rubbing it around the length. It felt like a solid bone, throbbing, with a feeling as if to burst. Those purpled glans met the wet glistening lips of.