The tip of his cock touched her exposed pussy lips. She shuttered. “Fuck me, Mike, please fuck me. It has been too long,” she begged. Mike wanted...Jenny so bad. It had been so long. He was missing her so much. Chats were good but this was so much better, he thought. His hand reached for her soaked thong and he pulled it to one side. He slid his rigid cock past her outer lips, her labia enveloping his rigid pole. “Oh my Jenny, you are so wet, so hot, “ Mike moaned loudly. “Oh Mike, you know I. She was seldom refused. In fact, almost every boy in her neighborhood was more than willing to give her a hard cock. There was an old, empty house a block from hers, and it was used by adventurous boys and girls. Some said the house was haunted, and some believed it. But instead of rattling chains and screams of torture, the old house echoed the sighs and moans and wet, liquid sounds of fucking. It was in the old house that Denise enjoyed her favorite past-time--fucking.She would go with a boy. “Well now you can,” I said as I looked deep into his eyes. I was trying to be as sexy as possible. He laughed and we started the usual awkward questions. I glanced over and saw he had several friends watching him. “Your friends are watching you, you know. Are you on a clock for a bet or something?” I asked. David was very cool, and didn’t glance back at all. He did glance at the clock over the bar. “Well, yeah,” she said sort of sheepishly. “How much time do you have left?” I asked setting down. "I think one of the Asian surgeons put it best." Jordan said. "He said our yearly get together on Penkor Island is very much like the days of old when the cave men and cave women huddled together for warmth."Back then there was no morality issues, everything was reduced to just accepting everything as a part of life, as part of the natural process," he said. "That's what happens during our week every year on Penkor Island. People discard their sexual hang-ups just for the joy of being free to.