It first appeared in the Yahoo!group Maskfiction2 (now defunct), and has been reposted in thesuccessor to that group, MaskingWriter. It was posted pri...or to(and the story takes place prior to) "Fission", even though "Fission"was posted at Fictionmania.tv first.I am grateful to the creators and maintainers of Fictionmania.tv forhaving this venue for me to publish, if you will, my works for a wideraudience. The "reviews" mechanism lets me get feedback from my readers.Still, it's not quite the same. She had been squatting up and down over his cock for a good fifteen minutes now and he was still showing no signs of nearing orgasm. She was starting to get frustrated. Her legs were hurting from the exertion and she didn't know how much longer she could ride the bastard. A part of her wanted his big cock inside her forever as long as it made her cum.Afzal sensed she was tiring up. He reached out his hands between her legs and around his cock, cupping her ass cheeks. He tensed his muscles up. ‭ ‬Since Van didn’t stir, ‭ ‬I ate alone at the‭ ‬folding table on the front deck.‭ ‬I finished and washed my dishes.‭ ‬She still hadn’t moved so I went fishing.‭ ‬It was barely warm enough by eight to run the line, ‭ ‬but I decided not to sit around looking at the unconscious Vanessa.It was a fairly successful morning so I was pretty impressed with myself.‭ ‬It did take until eleven since there were a lot of catfish to remove from a lot of hooks.‭ ‬Then the limb hooks had to be re-baited.‭ ‬It. "Well of course, come on in, lemme grab ya a blanket and pillow, the couch is all yours son." Sandy said.I texted my pals and told them I would be back in the morning.I sat back down on the sofa and a few seconds later Sandy returned carrying a pillow and thin blanket."Here ya go son, sorry I call everyone 'son' or 'gal', here you go James".If you need anything, there is soda and beer in fridge, there is also bread and peanut butter and jam if your hungry, sleep tight James, I will leave the.