.After grabbing the collapsible silicone bowl from my backpack, I gently tear the scrotal tissue away from the stalk. Once the membrane is removed, I ...ind that the rubbery balls are attached to the stalk with thin, fleshy cords. It doesn't take much effort to rip the first one away from the withered stem. As soon as I yank the second one free, I place both balls back in the sac then place them in the dish for safekeeping.With the scrotum-like fruit pouch is safely tucked away in my backpack, I. I told her there was a power line and a phone line coming in from behind the house. I told them there was a well back there to.We walked down the stone steps to a stone pier in the lake. It was long and wide and had a concrete picnic table and benches. At that end a stone Bar B--Q pit had been built.A fishing boat was turned over and locked to an iron ring set in the stone on the other end of the pier.Both Fay and her father made comments about the beauty of the place.I took them on home. Fay's. Just like that, Tim said. Now move your hand up and down like this. He took my dick into his hand and moved up and down slowly. I copied his movement and felt his dick get stiffer. Tim took his hand and spat on it, I did the same and stroked him again. His hand felt good as he stroked me, I asked if I was doing it right. Tim said you're a natural. Happy hearing it I spat on my hand again and continued stroking him. Tim asked if I tasted cum before, I said Bill let me taste mine. He squeezed my. He said he couldn't wait to see me again and we jumped on the bed rolling into a sixty nine. It didn't take me long to cum when he began licking my already soaked pussy as I gobbled his huge cock. He told me, "Stop, I'm not going to last long," and we switched to doggy style. He really fucked me hard; I mean it hurt sometimes when he crashed into me. I came so hard when he slapped my ass calling me a slut. His cock was so big - my man's cock can't open me like his does. Soon he grabbed my hips.