During my walks I always wear sweats pants and a tee shirt. Plus socks and walking shoes, of course. But the pants come down so easily and I never wea...r underwear. Always commando style and ready for action. I'm not lucky every day. Oh no. But I do get some good loving at least once a week. And since I vary my times and walking places I often get acquainted with some new pussy. I love new pussy. Oh, any pussy is good, but the new stuff makes life so exciting. When I'm walking I always hang low. Kate and Cindy. Crystal and Candy. Betty and Brenda. These werethe girls, the principal girls, of the high school. And Sara Collins too;she was profoundly stupid and immensely dumb.Anyway, there was the time the girls bleached his hair. The time theystole all his clothes from his locker during gym class and left a pinkshift dress and flats in their place. And no one could forget when theyhad connived to have him present the human biology lecture onmenstruation.As he took off his mauve blouse. Just the thought of blowing her up was more than I could handle. I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on. I also couldn’t believe what was happening as she beckoned in response to the sensation of my load that was about to blow. She knew she was about to get it big time and in return she pulled her legs back even wider. She opened them all the way and got ready for me to shoot it to her. I don’t know how but despite the fact that her hungry pussy sucked down on me for all she was worth and. ‘Thank you Anna, I am so happy, and so glad we did what we did, do you have any regrets?’ I asked hoping for a positive answer. ‘Sandy I will never regret for the most fleeting of moments what we had this morning, and don’t worry baby, I meant what I said, got to go honey, they are back, see you soon darling,’ she blew a kiss down the phone at me. Over the weekend I thought long and hard about our morning and relished in the fact that she had told me again she wanted to see me more. But my.