The riverbank was clear of trees, and it looked like an easy ford across. I had used this as a camping and fishing spot before. I knew that about half...way across the channel had cut deep. The water wasn’t moving fast, but it dropped suddenly and was over the average man’s height. A good swimmer wouldn’t have a problem but would have to work at it. A weak swimmer might not make it. Either way, they would be far downstream before they got to the other side. I led Jughead into the water a couple of. "Sure you care about it," Stewart murmured softly. He had his big cock in his hand and he was squeezing it, getting it even longer and thicker. He could see that Susan was looking at it. "Of course you care about my big beautiful cock, honey. Don't lie to me. You can't fool this kid. You love cock. And you love mine the most of all, don't you, honey? Sure you do. Guys dig pussy and chicks dig cock. It's simple. It's easy. It's a groove. Hey, I know what you'd like to do, Susie. You'd like to. I was even afraid that the lubricant would flow down my legs.Damn, why did I wear a skirt today, not pants? In the last lesson, when the guys had a control, I even tried to masturbate right in the classroom. I put my hand under my skirt, but as soon as my finger touched my thirsty clitoris, I groaned so clearly that most of the students looked at me inquiringly. I pretended that there was nothing, and quickly pulled out my hand. If this happens now, what will happen to me during orgasm. And. Following the curve of my spine you eventually return to my neck. I lift myself slightly so you can raise the grown up over my hips to bunch up around my neck.I feel the bed shift and know what you are doing. As you straddle my legs your stiffened penis settles in the cleft between my cheeks. Your hands start kneading my shoulders, sending warmth from your hands into my muscles and skin. Slowly you work your way down from my shoulders to the small of my back to my butt; pulling and kneading,.