You can feel the trickle of ice water make its way down your body, the warmth of your skin melting the ice. The freezing water pools briefly in your ...navel, then overflows, reaching the lace. My hands follow the stream down, and I push the ice under your waist band. You can’t move back, move away, as I block you, nor can you break forward, my arms like prison bars down your front. “No, don’t, please, it will be too cold” you plead. I ignore you and push the cubes inside your knickers. Rivers. Not that I was very sure that I ever was.Darren smiled, he had beautiful white teeth. Why had I never noticed this before? "Get over here and get on you knees, I need to have my dick sucked and while we do this your name is Julie, I can't have someone with a boy's name touching my dick."So, there I was. On my knees looking at eight inches of hard dick. Darren had taken his shirt off as well and he was solid muscle. His penis throbbed as his heart beat. I kissed his huge dick head and left red. I had gotten the impression lately that her often absent husband was humping any female co-worker he could get his hands on and as a result, poor Ronnie was getting the short end of the stick.We sat down in the kitchen with coffee and donuts and she hustled the girls out the door for school. I watched them leave a bit wistfully because I was in a mood to nail either one or both of them at the earliest opportunity.“I better not hear you were humping one of my girls, William Malloy. I swear I. He lay down on top of me, his softening cock lying on my face and his face resting on my cock.John suddenly jumped up.“Come on, let’s go home and have some dinner. I’ll call for you later and we can go down to the park” So we got dressed and ran most of the way back home.After dinner I sat reading, but my thoughts were on the events in the coal yard office.I couldn’t believe what we had done. John’s cock in my mouth; how hard it had been; his “white pee”, which I had in my mouth and swallowed.