Boldly with my other hand I dove into his pocket and retrieved the switch blade. The look on his face when I put that knife to his throat was part sho...k and part respect. “It is my turn! You crazy mother fucking psycho!” With my other hand I grasp what felt like an 8 Inch cock or so thought his jeans. I looked him in the eyes while practically m*****ing his groin. Within seconds I was casually unbuttoning his pants and sliding down his zipper. I had a very think, ready prick in my hand as I put. I could see fish dart around me, mostly unconcerned with the intruder stomping by their little domain.On the other side of the river there was more stable footing, so I splashed my way up to the sandy bank. It seemed though, I wasn’t alone there.“Oh, hello there!” a voice called up from a little further the river. I turned to see a lovely young blond sitting on a rock by the shore under the shade of a tree. She was dipping her feet in water, letting them cool. She struck me as some sort of. But, I’m still horny, and curiosity is now fueling the hunger.I crawl onto the bed closest to where I am standing. It is even softer and more inviting than its initial appearance. An immediate calm washes over me. The silky perch seems to pull me in.“Do I sit or lay?” I whisper.“You may position however you feel most comfortable, Penelope.”I lay my head back. The cool sheets contrast against the warmth of my skin. My movement causes the bed to gently sway in a subtle, kinetic back and forth. His sweet dusky odour and muscular arms and thighs filled her senses. The banging of his pubic mound against her clitoris sent thrilling shots of sexual electricity throughout her loins. But his penis! The stories must be true. Its length and girth filled her up as never before and became a raging ferret running up and down the length of her vagina to drive her arousal to new heights.Nathaniel’s strokes speeded up and then he stopped, holding his cock as deep as he could in Sally’s cunt,.