That's what Vaughn Beachum was thinking as he scrubbed the oil and grease from his skin while sitting in the tub that spring Sunday evening in the Oza...ks. He ran a little more hot water from the tap to warm up the bath water. After a day working with cars and getting dirty he needed a bath.Old enough to be legal. That was his main thought. He slowly started washing his hardening pecker with a rough cloth, thinking about girls. Girls being old enough to do stuff with. When they were sixteen. I reached in with one hand and pulled down the front of his shorts with the other. Gracious, did he smell good, so manly, so Bill. I took his penis in both hands and rubbed and squeezed it. It was alive."Oh my God, Carree. What you do to me! It's,... it's... a... Ohh. No words, no words for it." He stammered.I put both hands on it and drew both of them up to the top trying to run the blood into the head. It was so beautiful. I took it in my hand and opened my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and. .. see the arrow shaft leaping out of his chest and the ones who were farther around back saw the half-shaft sprout out his back...But they ALL agreed that if she hadn't fallen to the ground ... Al and Sultry would have been stuck together.It's just that Al wasn't there ... on Chaos ... to ask him. He was still looking down ... and the slap of the arrow was followed by the mini thunder as he left town. He didn't stick around long enough for the forensic anthropologist ... If there Had been a. It seems like he will never stop, as he bangs away, hurting your breasts and muttering “you bitch…you fucking bitch” It’s as if he blames you for not being able to climax. Each long thrust of his oversized pole makes a meaty wet smacking sound, and you feel as if your abused pussy lips and swollen clitoris are being spanked with wet leather. After an eternity he cries “YEA you fucker...you filty slut”, and you feel him throb out an orgasm inside your well-used vagina. His seed drips like.