Ryan, who attended weekly youth group, said he’d be down to check it out, and as he did James’ thoughts began to swirl.By the time he reached 20, ...ames had come to terms with his most guilty sexual fantasies, and had bottled them up with the rest of things he deemed impossible to ever play out in real life. Alone in precious privacy he would lust after older women, dreaming of tight yoga pants, lotion smooth hands, and the sexual knowledge and prowess of a mature partner. Like many guys his. Monday and Tuesday were pretty tame. Ginger kept her clothes on and kept a constant vigil out for the deputy. She had the feeling that he was out there somewhere, watching his binoculars from behind a clump of trees. Tuesday, she saw a reflection off of something metal and was positive it was the deputy spying on us. I got my binoculars and discovered that it was an old wreck and not the deputy. I tried to calm her down by telling her that no one can drive on these dirt roads without. I pulled away from him briefly and told him I wanted him; but I explained to him we had to stay cool in front of my friends. I told him that after they left maybe we could work something out. I gave him another kiss then headed back into the club before my friends wondered what happened to me. I stopped by the table for a little bit before heading to the restroom. When I came out of the restroom, Mike was waiting for me. He pinned me against the wall in the dimly lit hallway and started. He always left a bottle of the milky stuff and said to use it between my legs.I knew he was watching me as I could see him moving about through the wooden panels. We were in a barn on a farm I think and I had to let them all lick me because he would come in and sit in a chair watching.There was a big bale of straw in the middle and he would make me bend over it so the dogs could fuck me. My back was all scratched because they would keep slipping off me and climb back on with their rough paws..