At fifteen years of age, I was now effectively a warlord, and it happened almost by accident ... almost. I was no mere scrawny lad anymore. I was lord... and master of all that I surveyed, a tribal chieftain, if not a king, despite it being 1992.The spirit had as much as confirmed to me that the old order, the Western, liberal, democratic order, was doomed, anyway. Instead of letting it fall to the usual jaded oligarchs, they preferred to hand it over to me, a teenage boy (at least in body, if not. You look down on it watching the rain hit it before you sit back down. Now is my turn to moan as I feel your warm wet pussy sucks my cock in. You plant your knees in the sand and start to ride me, slowly at first. We hear a lightning strike in the distance and that turns you on even more and you start to slam down on me harder. Pinching your nipples I use them to pull you down, you put your face into my neck, giving me yours. I start to nibble on your neck, running my teeth over your neck.. I was afraid the cops might try to take us in for public indecency, but I figured we might get a ticket/summons instead. The thing that did worry me though was the fact that she was smaller than myself and Asian and that I was a tall guy and a different race. I figured they might think she was a prostitute and try to fuck me for soliciting whores. I prepared myself to answer questions about “each other” which I’ve seen cops use to question prostitutes on the tv show COPS. I wasn’t worried. My mouth on her clam, my nose filled with her scent, I stroked my tongue deep into her pussy, bringing her quickly to orgasm, and again she flooded my mouth. But it did not taste like my piss smelled. I was too inexperienced to know Angie was a squirter. Two funny things: Angie started up the very next day, the chance I could get her pregnant the night before nonexistent; and if I had known squirting, Angie would today be my wife, the hell with law school. There is nothing finer than to be in a.