He chased his tail, just like his siblings. He scampered about in the walls just like his brothers and sisters. When he had to pee or poop, he did it ...herever he was, so long as he was outside the den. (Even mice don’t shit where they live.) So, over the course of a warming spring, and even warmer summer, he had the run of the farmhouse they all called home. One day, while searching for new routes through the kitchen, he stumbled into the drawer where the kitchen knives were kept. Now, you. There was an innocence to them, but she knew well the hunger and mischief that could quickly appear. He scanned the room, finally spotting her, and those eyes locked with hers. The warmth formed simultaneously in her chest and loins. He was smiling as he walked over. There was none of the hunger now, just the same gorgeous wonder that had first drawn her attention. It was as if he couldn’t believe she would be interested in him. In truth she wondered why he’d been so drawn to her! He sat down,. As the head of his prick began to work its way between her wet lips, the heat and slickness was almost overwhelming. He groaned loudly, pushing forward, not getting the angle right at first. Stymied, he pulled back as Amber groaned in frustration. She lowered her head, titling her sex back to meet him more directly and urged him to come back in. This time his prick slid in, and the instant heat, and squeezing sensation from Amber’s eager cunt, was almost too much bear. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh. Ryan's girth is perfect, too. Not too thick and not too thin. It easily slides in and out, but touches all the right nerves. I hit the jackpot.I don't think I'm bad looking, either. I'm 5'5" and 140 pounds, have long strawberry blonde hair that hangs halfway down my back when it's not pulled up, and have a 38C bra size with full breasts. I'm also in pretty good shape since I work out a few times a week and add plenty of cardio. I think the part of my body I like most is my rear. I have a bubble.