He kept doing that, thinking just one more, one more, one more deer ... another pig would be nice, since he was making enough friends around the mount...in to share the meat, if he got another. One brisk autumn morning, he got Dylan and Girl up before dawn, and they armed themselves, grabbed their packs, and headed off down the mountain. Dylan carried the AR with a pocketful of extra bullets and Clipper had the AK. Mr. Peck had come through with some 7.62x39, and the clip was now fully loaded and. ‘So… your Mom had one child that was smart and one that was good looking. Right’ ‘Ya. So?’ ‘So how does it feel to be the 3rd child?’ It was exactly these two hereditary conditions I was unwittingly saddled with one hot summer evening back in the early 1970’s when the new ‘apple-of-my-eye’ presented me with just such a golden opportunity, I mean… she didn’t just present it… she served it up on a platter. And I, being the perfect specimen of unbridled testosterone did what I was supposed to do…. Over all that she wore a jaguar robe that was ankle length. Ophelia (or “O” by her friends) didn’t work in a nice side of town. She worked deep in the ghetto and her main customers were gangbangers and wanksters trying to get off. Due to a rap concert the streets were empty however; you see Ophelia works for herself and uses a 100% of her money on things that she needs like paying rent on a mediocre apartment when she could easily afford a hotel on the more classy side of town.Tonight, however,. Leaning forward I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked on it while my hand reached up and gently squeezed her other breast. Susan leaned her head back and let me kiss and touch both breasts for some time before she pushed me back onto the bed. I was on my back as I watched her straddle me, reach down and guide my cock into her pussy. While I remained motionless she began to move up and down on me as I watched my cock disappear into her and then reappear as she rose up. After a while.