In fact I had been considering jogging for some weeks, but it was always just a consideration.Stephanie wrote something on my schedule with her pencil.... She then looked at me and said. "Beginners' Tennis at Eight on Saturday. What do you say?" Okay, I guess. Are you taking it as well?"Stephanie smiled but didn't answer. "Finish your food and let's go to the registration counter," she said."I don't have a tennis racquet," I told Stephanie when we were standing in the line in front of the. She loved my cock. Her blue eyes stared up at me, burning with such rapture as she bobbed her mouth. She twisted her mouth, stirring her dick around in her mouth, rubbing the tip on the roof, against her cheeks. Her tongue danced and caressed.Everything she did made my ovaries ache more. The futa-cum wanted to escape, to flood her mouth and drown her in girl-jizz. I wanted that so badly, too. I ached for it. I trembled, whimpering as the pleasure surged through me.“Deidre!” I moaned, my small. Feeling her wetness, I ran my fingers just between the edge of her lips and up to the hood of her clit, giving it a quick tease. My lips descended slowly over her pussy, the tip of my tongue dipped briefly between her lips to savor the sweet nectar then glided completely inside her before withdrawing to a kiss. I had begun circling my tongue around her pussy when she pushed my head down, so I started licking her pussy faster and faster. I slid two fingers in her, finding her g-spot and stroking. Pepper grinned and her father was examining a bush. I turned and used the pole and began to reel in the carts. It was not easy but Pepper helped and we finally pulled them onto the ledge. I turned and growled at her father because he was climbing up and into the middle of the island.I watched the bushes and the few trees and pulled the carts after me. In a small open area I stop, “this is camp.”Like the ledge the whole island seemed to have a thick carpet of moss. Light rain was falling as the.