At sixteen Debbie was every boy's dream, and she certainly occupied many of mine. Not that I would ever think of doing anything, other than masturbati...g while picturing her curvaceous body in my mind. I would create very dark images, always ending the same way with me smothering my face in my pillow as I cry out her name, a rush of sperm erupting like hot lava from my dick into the tissues I would be holding, imagining instead that it was my sister's womb. But no, I could never hurt Donna, we. Time to myself, no noise other than the tide running on the river and the wildlife.The snort of a fox I'd met two days before - he and I walking in opposite directions on the same narrow path - the snort of his irritation at my arrogance to be on the same piece of ground as him at this time of the morning. His arrogance at my presence, his eyes meeting mine, then, hardly even looking at me a second time he slipped past me - still walking and disappeared the way I had come. An encounter of maybe. When the boys left he told her that the nearby Naval Base had sent their ships out and were preparing now for flooding and since the local weather hadn't announced rapid weather changes they were leaving early. Inside their house, he monitored the Coast Guard band and heard reports of heavy rain and high waves. Abbey was thankful they had packed and shipped their personal belongings, their house was empty with the exception of a TV and air mattress.At 1:45 Pete closed the rear deck on the Ark. I could see that this was having an effect on the men as they adjusted themselves to make it easier for her. More emboldened now, their fingertips journeyed along the expanse of smooth skin she was offering them. The man behind her softly stroked along her neck, sometimes wandering down to where it met her feminine shoulders, and over the luscious expanse along her sexy collar bones. His finger threatened the top curves of her heavenly breasts. The man in front of her, who now held the.