Waving at the children and promising to see them Monday morning at school, Ichabod mounted his horse and strode away toward the cemetery and the bridg...e. As he approached the bridge over the Pocantico River he heard a noise behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the most frightful thing. Cantering toward him was a headless soldier in Hessian green, holding a lit Jack-O-Lantern. Ichabod screamed, kicked the flanks of his horse and, remembering the details of the story, headed for the far. She was 11 at the time. Her and I were two very horny young k**s. Everytime I went to my friend's apartment we would flirt with each other when her brother would leave the room. She would let me grab and squeeze her tight little ass. She always wore tight jeans and shorts with tank tops. Which I thought was a huge turn on. Her tits were only starting to come in.Lacey had given me three handjobs already but I won't get into those. This is about the threesome. So one day on the phone with Lacey. ‘Ah, they are playing a tango. My favorite. I so seldom hear one these days. Would you honor me with a dance, Princess Rosie?’ He stood and bowed slightly, a courtly gesture that reminded Rosie of those classic black and white horror movies she often watched late into the night. As they made their way out onto the dance floor, Rosie was once again struck by how cold his hands were. Perhaps he’d had them wrapped around a chilled bottle of beer. Funny, she thought to herself. She didn’t remember. Expensive, !! but worth it. Time was limited, but when we both know what we like, when we know the direction that this play session is going, we didn't waste any time getting nasty. He wanted a b.j. that was obvious from laying down on the bed, but as I sucked on his cock, I worked my way to his balls, sucking and nuzzling them. He turned himself slightly to the side, I spread his ass, which is so wonderful because he is completely hairless. 52 years of age, tight as can be and such a pleasure.