Hij is geenjongen die oorlogje speeld of constant in bomen klimt. Hij is voor eenjongen heel zacht." Hoezo zacht?" vroeg ik gelijk..."Je weet toch wel... wat homo's zijn?" "Eehm ja, als 2 mannen van elkaar houden..." ik trok er een vies gezichtbij. "Precies. Sommige ouders zien bij hun kind dat ze wat anders zijn dan demeeste in dezelfde leeftijd. Er word dan wel eens gedacht dat hun kindlater homo word. Eerlijk gezegd, dacht ik dat ook al een tijdje, wantMark is anders dan andere jongens. Als ik. Itwas usually a big fund raising event and the proceeds paid for a numberof things throughout the year. This year there was some discussionabout cancelling the picnic due to the economic situation. Once again the community pulled together and this year, instead of beinga fundraiser, everything was free. Local businesses supplied the hotdogs, soda and beer. Those that could afford it, were asked to donateother food items, or money to the picnic. There were races, ball games and the evening. At the time I simply couldn,t get enough western movies and as it was the golden age for tv westerns devoured them with much pleasure, but my fantasy dream was a sexy one. I,ll use fictitious names and if any reader has the name I used I apologise as it,s totally made up. The setting is 1880s southwestern USA in a fairly lawless cattle town where sudden death can happen at any time. On a fairly quiet evening a lone rider enters the small high street dressed in a long leather overcoat to counter. Oh my God! I cant possibly take anything that large in my pussy! Smokey kept pounding me harder and harder and, suddenly I felt his knot push past my vaginal opening and into my pussy! At that moment, I felt his knot swelling larger and larger!!! Oh fuck! it hurt!!! But as it grew larger and larger, my vagina quickly adapted to his large knot and the hurt quickly changed to overwhelming pleasure!!! His knot continued to swell and press against my G-spot and then I felt him begin to cum deep.