It is sudden, heralded by a thin, keening throb, a sensation similar to a violin bow drawing across a high minor chord. The slender, silvery wires of ...y nerves blaze: a branching lightning strike surging up my abdomen. I convulse around him. It's so sudden I don't even have time to moan. My head lolls back, my mouth open in a stifled gasp. His face is too close for me to read. No shudders wrack his body, though I twitch, the muscles in my thigh flicking like a fly-bitten flank, my feet flicking. “I bet she’s going to be picked this year! Mmm!” Another one said.I love women. That is obvious. Some of you might say that this is misogynistic. Some might say this is perverted. To all of you that I offended and all of you that I pissed off, I’m truly sorry. This doesn't make anything better. I just call it appreciation, that’s all. That’s not a generalization. In my opinion, the girls who are in that book are complimented, not objectified. I thought if you were in the book, it was a. We introduce ourselves and you ask if I've ever been to the "secret spring"?When I say no,you ask if I'd like to see it? I slowly nod yes and you tell me that it's off the beaten path a bit and to follow you.I pick up my bag and as I start off my heels sink into the soft earth.Seeing this,like the true SOUTHERN GENTLEMAN you are,you pick me up and carry me into the woods to a secluded spot with a bubbling spring,a bed of soft pine needles and a cool breeze.When you put me down,you don't. She kept him clamped in her thighs, determined to cream off before she revealed her true identity. Her ass swung up from the bed and twisted. Her pelvis was jerking, her tummy pumping.His lapper slithered up her cunt and his lips pulled on the unfurled slot. She fucked his face in a frenzy as his tongue stabbed in like a pliable prick.Jerry cupped her under the cheeks of her ass, lifting her higher as he sucked her cunt.Her ass felt meatier than he remembered Debby's trim little ass being, but.