" and when I try, they say, "You're too young." I'm betting 14 isn't any better.' "Hi Tim." Even though he wasn't sitting right seat a blink of an eye... ago ... there he was ... looking concerned."You ARE suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I was hoping you were young enough to get over it quickly. See that cloud?"There was only one cloud as far as the eye could see in this clear blue sky."Well, Duh! It's the only one." Fly through it."She lined up and climbed a little above it, dove. Then I flickedthrough the channels until I found a video I likedbetter. It showed a very pretty, golden-haired girl spread onthe edge of a hot tub moaning as her guy was lickingher clit, rubbing her belly and squeezing her butt.“Ah, yess,” I sighed as I dropped my pants and pulledmy big woody out through the opening in my shorts. Ilet my full balls hang over the bottom of the fly of myshorts. I liked that because it put pressure on thebottom of my balls, which always intensified. "He didn't say anything about a swimming costume?" asked Harry."No. Why?"Well, being the seaman he is and Welsh, I thought he might take you to swim the Menai Strait." Not bloody likely!" Language!" they chorused."There's a rip tide of a current through there. It's far too dangerous." Oh, I expect he'll put you on a safety line," said Harry airily. "Mind you it'll probably still be pretty chilly at this time of year. He'll have to rub that special jelly all over you. That should be fun."Both. Something came over me, as I tasted those first warm spurts filling my mouth. It was so erotic, so different...I swallowed and found it easy. I loved the salty taste of the warm thick liquid as it eased down my throat. Jordan's cock erupted several more times and I drank it all down easily. Now spent, Jordan pulled his cock from me and moved out of the way. He joined Pam and watched as his friend continued to drive his cock deep inside me. I cradled my head in my arms, sweat pouring down my.