Your aroma, your warmth, your essence, a surrender that is so deep so true it can not be easily described, only experienced and experience I do. Not w...anting to move, not wanting to cause the slightest ripple in this calm, this perfection that surrounds us we hold each other, breath with each other. Our fingers lightly playing, yours at my back mine at the back of your neck your head against my chest. You detect the slight movement of me stiffening, becoming aroused and you press closer to me. I walked back toward the camper now; strutting like a cave man, bringing home the meat for the day.When I got to the camp ground store, there was a crowd, and when they saw my trout, I was the hero of the river. We weighed it in on the store scales, and he weighed 13 lbs. 4 oz. Damn, I am good!Ellen was off on weekends, and there was a young boy working today. I told him I had some dressed fish, and another Brown Trout in the freezer, and wanted to put this one in too.We didn’t have any plastic. She knew where it wanted to go, and she opened her mouth wide to take it. She started to gag as the writhing snake-like limb slithered down her throat, but somehow she managed to accommodate every inch.…02:40…Harder, harder, harder, pumped the tentacle in her cunt, making Vanessa cry out with every thrust. Then suddenly it gave one final throbbing push and began to pump her full of hot gooey ejaculate. There was barely room inside her for the tentacle, let alone the liquid, which was forced to. .. seguimi"La voce è cupa, dolce ma tetra, mentre si volta, come se fosse uno spettro, verso sinistra, camminando fino a quello che sembra un grosso armadio. Sto per risponderle, chiedendo "Ma la Porta d'Argento, non è questo locale?" quando lei apre l'armadio, rivelando un enorme specchio scintillante. Il vetro non riflette le immagini, ma una strana massa di riverberi colorati. Sicuramente c'è qualche trucco ottico, e mi avvicino per controllare."Allora John sei pronto a dimostrare di essere.