Then I knew it wasn’t b**st because I heard more movement ahead of me. I had an arrow already on the string of my bow in case I saw some game and I ...lowly turned to look behind me. There was nervous movement from both the gorillas and the boys now. As I made the 180 degree turn, a dog came crashing into the open. I brought up my bow quickly while pulling back and instantly sent the arrow into the skull of the lead dog. I immediately drew another arrow as another dog came from the same direction. As long as my arse was properly lubricated and as long as they treated me nice and didn't try to fuck it up me in one stroke then it was all good." Didn't you get some kind of a reputation in those days," asked Bill feeling a little concerned. "I mean I know that things have changed now but things were different then, weren't they?" Of course they were. The boys at our school were like boys everywhere in that they couldn't wait to tell everyone what girl they'd fucked. But at the same time they. This really makes me hot and now I go from just pushing deep to pulling out to my tip and then plunging in as far as I can go. I'm still going slow, but the feeling is really starting to get better. "yeah, like that." Emmie instructs me. "Now FUCK me." I start going a little faster and Emmie holds onto both my hands. She arches her neck back and I look at her expressions of pleasure. Another big turn-on for me. I take long thrusts faster and faster as she grinds into me. My balls begin to. I think all the activity is how she deals with being 30 and single. “Knock ‘em dead,” she said, chucking me on the shoulder, and completely ignoring my lack of enthusiasm. I watched her jog up her front steps. Of course she’d be at the game. Our community isn’t large. Everyone would be there, especially because this happened to be the big one with our rival. Of course we won. I was the one calling the plays, so it couldn’t have ended any other way. Unfortunately, my overconfidence had gotten.