House Rock in the Gallatin river is just a piece of rock that was displaced from its original habitat to the middle of the river. During dryer weather...House Rock is the size of a Victorian Mansion. It sticks up out of the river like the Washington Monument ... not that tall ... but huge. During snowmelt and runoff House Rock is this little corner of stone sticking up out of the water ... the water gets that high. All that water moves things ... House Rock tumbled down river like a chip of wood. I could taste him and I wanted him to cum in my mouth. He pulled out of my mouth and told me that he needed to fuck me. He was so close to cumming now. I was okay with not getting his creamy load in my mouth because I wanted to pleasure him. I stood up to kiss him as our hard cocks found each other. I just knew that sex with him in my bed would be beautiful.I took him by the hand to the bedroom. I slipped off my briefs and laid on the bed with my legs open as I watched him remove his. "That was quite a squirt. I've never seen one close-up like that." Never?" I haven't had too many men in my life," she replied. "The ones I had were pretty much meat-and-potatoes when it came to crawling into the sack. How many women have you had?" Only one that matters. Only one that has ever mattered..."Lisa smiled. "You're not going to be spent for the rest of the evening, are you?" she asked."There is a method in my madness," he replied. With his fingertip he picked up a blob of his semen. Though in a few moments, she would be doing itagain.Suddenly a phone began to ring. The ringtone was not one that Lizrecognized as her own and watched out of the corner of her eye as thewoman next to her pulled her phone out of her purse.It was a Blackberry. Liz saw that and scoffed. "Figures," she mutteredunder her breath as the woman picked it up. She was babbling about somesort of corporate bullshit that really was of no interest towards concerntowards. Since the nature of the woman's job.