Mary seemed to be thinking. ‘David’s been a friend for longer than you’ve been alive,’ she said. ‘I know. Are you going to tell him?’ Sile...nce for a moment. ‘Perhaps,’ Mary said. ‘It depends what you say now.’ ‘Yeah,’ Ashley said. ‘I thought it might.’ ‘I’d have second thoughts too,’ Mary said. ‘If I was your age. With someone his age.’ ‘I’m not having second thoughts.’ ‘You’re having something.’ ‘I was having something, but I’m not any more, and it wasn’t second thoughts.’ ‘Did you care about. She can tell how big he is. She licked her lips and gulped in anticipation.She got on her knees and hooked her fingers across the band of his shorts and pulled down. His cock tented painfully against the band, until she pulled them over it. His cock sprung out at her. She gasped.It was long and big. The crown had the most beautiful shade of soft crimson.She licked her lips again.She could smell the pungent scent too. God, it was so fucking intoxicating. A familiar yet different perfume of lust. We’ll bring food and plenty of water,” I told him.We were passing the east end of the mountain and were just passing the Quarry Exhibit when my senses picked up the remains of some very old Magic. It wasn’t near the ground, but some forty to fifty feet up in the air. I quickly turned to Ken.“Did you sense that?” I asked.“Sense what?” he replied.“I picked up the remains of faint old Magic just a minute ago. We had just passed the Old Grist Mill and were approaching the Quarry Parking Lot. We. "Ok" I responded. "Hey come here" I said before she got all the way into her room. She stepped out with no hesitation and walked up the hall. She stopped at the arm of the couch reaching up to tie her braided hair back. She said nothing, I said come around in front. She did so and stopped right between me and the flat screen television. I looked her from her toes on up to her eyes, reared back into the couch cousins and said "open the towel." She sort of laughed, grabbed at the tucked portion.