The majestic presence of the tall trees and the rugged almost virgin territory should have been soothing to my soul after the violence of the Civil Wa...r and the dangers from savages on the trek west to the Pacific Ocean.I knew without deep thought that my search for the meaning of Manifest Destiny was not as well-planned as the expedition of Lewis and Clark, but I had expected some sort of closure in reaching my geographic goals with more success than I really thought possible.I felt guilty. First things firstClean your nails! You don’t cut stuff in Teflon pans with sharp knives, you don’t put your hands under the lawn mower when it’s still on, and you don’t finger a pussy with long finger nails. There are sensitive mucous membranes down there! I have no idea how all the porn stars do it with their 3 inch fake nails – a lot of training or a lot of pain resistance, I guess. So cut the nails. And wash your hands before (or keep them clean in general – that’s not only fingering. Two glasses of water and an OJ - what was I thinking? It was suicide. Ibit my bottom lip, rubbing my thighs together. This was bad, I'd neverbeen this desperate before, not this suddenly. I contemplated hurryingup the stairs, but every trip so far had taken about a minute - and Iwouldn't last that long. With no time to think, I contemplated theinsane. Hurrying to the cupboard under the sink in short, dance-likesteps, I took out a bucket and placed it in the centre of the floor. Ilooked down at. IDK if it was the look on my face or the swelling in my nuts, but he knew I was bout to cum. He slowed down just enough to hold back. As he slid himself off my cock he said..." I want to cum first!" Sure no problem with me. Still on my back I got as much of that monster in my mouth as I could and showed him every trick I know to milk that cock... and he let me have it! I gulped down every last drop of that sweet seed. Just as the last drip came out if the tip of his dick, he reached back,.