Few had made the passing, and even fewer were left sane and unscathed in body, soul and mind once they did. There were stories and legends about the W...delands that were passed down from generation to generation, in many places and in many folk.Most of them, he had determined, were the superstitious tales of simpletons and madmen: mere fantasies for common people to spent the grinding, toiling days, thankful for their safe, ordinary, almost pitiful lives. Some were invariably twisted second and. We grabbed a coffee together and chatted nicely. I told him I was going back to school at the end of the week. He seemed disappointed to hear that and we basically said goodbye. Feeling bad about the way our conversation ended, I decided to stop and see him on my way back to college on a Friday afternoon. I didn’t call, just crossed my fingers he’d be home. I didn’t need to be back for anything before Sunday night, so I had some time to be flexible. As I drove up his lane, I could see him. Amber was so turned on she begged me to stop touching her as she was that close to cumming. I did and layed back smiling at her as I played with her hair. I asked if she wanted to fuck me and she nodded. I asked which way she wanted me and she said she didn't know, whatever would be the most pleasurable for us both, so I pulled my legs up and held them up, exposing my ass hole to her. I scooped up some precum from my dicklette and rubbed it into my hole, lubing it for her huge cock. She. She took him gladly into her throat, not like she would have had any other choice in the matter to be fair, but regardless, she had been craving this for years. Soon enough he was violently bucking his hips towards her and jerking her head up and down in perfect sync her saliva coating his cock, pleasure at her jaw being put under stress by his manhood. She loved giving oral, but was loving this particular session more than the rest. He let out a few masculine moans as he hissed through his.