She was a fine person and if we had freedom when we didn't and didn't have it when we needed it, we might be together right now. If my so called siste...r feels the same after completing college, we might have a chance at a happy life. For my part, I feel she is worth waiting for even if my chances aren't that certain." You remind me of my husband and the way he thought. For now though why don't you go get ready and we'll go dancing. I claim the first dance."I did dance the first dance with my. She was sad about it, in a way, but wasn't sure why.She read the book again when she was fifteen; read it carefully, more comprehending, now. Several times in the summer of her fifteenth year, she rode her bicycle over to Walden Pond, not to go swimming, though that was what she told her mother, but to walk where Thoreau had walked, sit where he sat, and try to feel what he must have felt, but the best she could manage was a sickness at thinking what Thoreau would have thought if he were to. After a few moments, she released my cock and looked up at me. "Kiss me," she said in a breathless moan. I knelt next to Lori and started kissing her. In a few brief moments, she grabbed my head and pushed it downward, first to her breasts and then to her belly, which was smeared with my cum, and finally to her pussy. "Lick my clit while George fucks me, Gary," she moaned. "Make me cum hard!" Feeling his cock graze my tongue as he slid in and out of her pussy and I kissed her clit excited me.. She was a magnificent site with her high-heeled ankles bound and spread wide and her upper body forced to arch back to keep her from choking. I couldn't take it any longer and I stripped my jeans from my body and permitted my stiff cock to spring forward. I was naked in no time and ready to bring my slave full circle. As I stripped myself of my clothing Honey was able to get a good look at my cock. It delighted me to watch her expression as my dick leaped towards her face. Her eyes became wide.