Everyday, I take my dog for a base on balls around this lake at a commons near my home, somedays, especially on weekends I might go a few sentence a day, and it is true that people of all historic period are drawn to other people with heel, me included. This one specific day while walking my dog, I noticed what looked like a mates offspring lady friend walking a big German language Shepard, and as we approached each other on the path, I immediately noticed the girl holding the leash. She had a very pretty face, a dainty smiling, and a great lilliputian body. As I got closer to them, I simply said,"Hi,"which caused them to stop.

I couldn't get over how big the dog was or how attractive the one girl was, but the female child with the dog said hi back, and as we passed each former, and we made eye contact, I commented,"That's a big dog."

We again smiled at each other, and she simply remarked,"Yea."

But suddenly, as if the High German Shepard knew I was attracted to the girl, it pulled her, causing the two girls to giggle a niggling as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my probability to talk to her.

The girl with the dog was cute ; petite and had a nifty configuration ; very perky. Again, I wasn't sure how old she was but figured they were much younger than me, but I found myself looking back their way before leaving the park.

I didn't really think about it too much at the sentence, but after leaving the park, I found myself thinking about her, to the spot of obsessing about her and enquire if I would ever see her again.

I started walking my dog several multiplication a day, hoping to run into her again, and a few days later, there she was walking her dog around the ballpark, but she was on the other side of the lake, and this time she was alone.

I knew we would eventually pass each other just like last fourth dimension, and I was unquiet to run into her again, but anxious too. As I continued to walk around the lake, I wanted to lecture to her and nervously thought,"What would I say ?"and as I watched her from afar, continually looking her way, I wondered if she had noticed me too.

I desperately searched for the proper words to say and when we approached each other and our eyes met, I could see she was smiling at me. I was like a kid,"What should I say,"I thought, and as we got closer, I again thought she must be really young, but that smile was infective.

She was wearing a shoal t shirt that was sort of inadequate, and because of the way it draped over her firm little tit, it showed her stomach slightly, but the stiff track shortstop she was wearing really accentuated her thighs and her firm fiddling butt, so much so that I became nervous as I continued to crack her out as we got closer.

As we passed, I looked at her High German Shepard and when I glancing back at her, I simply smiled and said,"Hi."

It seemed to startle her a lilliputian and even thought her dog continued to pull up her, she smiled and said hi as we started passed each early. Internally, I shook my header, regretting that I hadn't said something Thomas More to stimulate a conversation, but as I continued on my walk, I realized I would hold another chance to blab to her because we would eventually pass each other again on the other side of the ballpark, over by the incoming.

I told myself I had to make sure to stop her and try to take up a conversation. I again watched her from the other side of the lake, and sensed or hoped she was watching me too as we rounded to lake

It wasn't farsighted before I was saying to myself,"There she is again."

She had a obtrusive bounce in her whole step, or maybe it was her dog pulling her along. In any case, I was starting to become a little nervous, but I needed to try to let the cat out of the bag to her, and as we got closer, she was smiling and with out thinking, I stopped her by asking her what her dog's name was. She told me it was Mac and immediately I said,"very pretty,"and as I reached down to pet her dog again she said,"Thanks."

Our domestic dog started to play a fiddling and as I stood up she said,"spirit like they get along pretty well."

We again smiled at each other and reaching out my hand to shake hers, I introduced myself. She giggled slightly and told me her name was Taylor. I thought to myself,"She has to be Edward Young, probably to young."I returned to petting her dog briefly, and again I became choked up, not know what to say and so when I stood up and started to gradually move away from her, I told her it was nice to meet her. We looked at each former, and as we shook hands again, I could smell she was confused in a way, but I was so nervous, I had to step back and accumulate my thought. I wanted to proceed to verbalise to her but didn't know what to do. At the same time I think she sensed my restiveness as I moved away and suddenly she asked,"Hey, do you require to amount over to my business firm, maybe get something to drink."I paused but she continued by saying,"I live just around the corner."

I didn't know what to say ; I wanted to go but I was apprehensive and I think she knew it, because when I looked at her, I could differentiate she was waiting for me to say something, and when hesitantly I asked,"Are you sure."She continued to smile and immediately shook her head yes and said,"It's okay, no one's home."

I didn't know what to do, I wanted to go and as her dog pulled her, I excitedly decided to follow her and as we left the park and turned to maneuver down the street, toward her house, the domestic dog jostled and pulled on our leashes and we laughed.

I found myself becoming anxious, and sensing we were nearing her house, I searched to see if anyone was watching us as we walked up the driveway, it was to late to rick back now.

Elizabeth Taylor headed us in through the garage, which lead right into the kitchen, where we unleashed our dogs and simply milled around in the kitchen for a little bit. When there was a quiet in our conversation, I thought to myself,"How old are you,"and so I simply asked,"How old are you ?"

Taylor smiled and said,"I'm 18,"and then asked,"How old are you ?"

I was shocked, she didn't look 18, but I quickly responded,"well, if your 18, then I'm 2 or 3 sentence honest-to-god than you."

As I looked at her for a reaction, she smiled and quickly said,"You don't feel that old."

I was cautious as to how to respond but I also felt maybe a piddling sarcastic and kiddingly I blurted out,"Neither do you."

She seemed to be taken a back slightly and turning she said,"What do you intend by that."

I didn't mean value anything but I could see she was concerned and reeling I said,"No, I thought you might be erstwhile than that."

She appeared to search for what to say, but seemed to be relieved and after a dead suspension, she smiled and sarcastically said,"Are you okay with that."

I immediately said,"Oh yea,"and as we continued to smile at each early Taylor asked if I wanted anything to drink as she moved over to the refrigerator.

She said,"How about a soda or water,"as she opened the icebox, I simply said,"I'll take in some water."

She handed me a bottle and as we stood there and continued to make small talk, I could see Taylor was becoming more comfortable because her eubstance linguistic communication seemed to be a little more flirtatious, and I too was becoming more comfortable and eventually I said,"You are really attractive, Taylor."

Smiling, she seemed to enjoy the attention and it gave her more self-confidence too.

"I think you're gracious looking too,"she said smiling, and then feeling a little frisky said,"For an aged guy."

I felt embarrassed and thought to myself,"Does she really feel I'm old."

I didn't know what to say and I even considered leaving, but as she moved over to where I was standing she took my handwriting, and as we looked at each other she said,"Don't worry, I don't really think that, you're very attractive."

And after a scant pause, Elizabeth Taylor said,"seed on,"and motioned for me to be her.

She was much brusque than me and as she lead us out into the living way I said,"You really expect good in those shorts."

She turned and as I looked down at her, she smiled and leaned up on her tippy toes, kissing me."Oh my god,"I thought, as we continued to count at each other, we kissed again.

I grabbed her by her sides, holding her close as we continued to kiss. I couldn't believe what was happening and as we continued to kiss, I gradually slid my deal up her sides, under her shirt. She gasped slightly as my mitt made their way up to where I could experience the side of meat of her bra, wanting to sense her boobs.

Elizabeth Taylor moved one of her hired man down to my crotch, groping to feel my shaft through my underdrawers. I was shocked but as she felt on my cock, I moved my workforce to feel her boobs. She was unshakable feeling and when she felt how hard I was, she immediately started rubbing and feel my pecker through my shorts.

I quickly moved my hands around and unhooked of her bra, which made Deems Taylor gasped again but we continued to kiss and feel on each other. She was definitely lost feeling on my cock, but when I moved my hired hand back around and slipped them under her bra, she abruptly stopped us and said,"Why don't we go to my bedroom."

I nodded and as she smiled, she took my deal, and lead me up the stair. As we got to the top of the stairs and walked down the hall, she let go of my hand. When she let go, I immediately put my hand on the small of her back as we entered her bedchamber. I looked around, gazing at all the card and knick-knacks she had, but as Taylor turned to face me, I quickly returned my gaze to her as she leaned up kissing me.

She then dove onto her bed, and laying there on her venter, and said,"This is my room."

As I watched her I thought,"What cracking legs she had and what a nice ass."

Joseph Deems Taylor then rolled onto one side, and as she leaned on her elbow she obviously saw that I was starring at her. When I looked at her, she smiled at me, and motioned for me to sit on the bed. I was hesitating but as I sat down, she sat up and as we looked at each other, we again started kissing. Taylor immediately put her hand on my second joint rubbing it and gradually moved her hand to my crotch, groping for my cock.

As we become more and more heated, I gradually lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her lacy minuscule bra, and because her bra was unwrap, she held her bra, keeping her titty covered. I knew she really was t very big but all the same, I wanted to see and feel them.

We had stopped kissing and as I slowly slipped the straps off her shoulder, she brought her former deal up holding her bra with both deal. As I took the former strap off her shoulder, she seemed a little startled.

Taylor looked up at me, scared but as I kissed her gently, I slowly took her bra off and as she let go, I could see her boobs were small. She had puffy pap, not fully developed, but right now, I didn't care. She quickly returned to feeling my stopcock through me shorts and as we kissed, I quickly put my hands on her boobs, fondling them.

I didn't want to bar and as l moved down sucking her neck and eventually moving down to tongue and sop up her nipples, she held my principal against her. It was so hot and when I stopped and leaned back up to kiss her, she started tugging at my shorts trying to get them down.

Quickly, I obliged her by standing up, undoing them and as I started to get hold of them off, she helped pulled them down too. As they fell to the trading floor, she groped my cock through my boxers but only briefly before she was trying to take them off too. I quickly leaned down, pulling my boxers down, and as I stood back up, I could see she was watching intently, no doubt wanting to see my cock.

Eventually they fell to the storey and Taylor seemed a minuscule in awe seeing it for the first time, and seeing it strong seemed to make her hesitant as I kicked my drawers aside. I started fondling my rooster as she watched, and she seemed to be smiling a little as she looked at me, and so I pulled her to her human knee on the bed. Pulling her finale, we kissed, and taking her hand, I guided it down until she was touching my cock. She pulled away slightly but eventually let me take hold her hand down there as she looked on. I wanted her to keep going, I didn't want her to lay off, I needed her to keep going.

I was definitely hard and as she took my cock in her helping hand, she sat back on her folded legs, and looking up at me, she slowly started to rub my cock. It felt good and she became more center on stroked my cock, only looked up at my occasionally for credence. I wanted to get laid her but I also wondered if she might want to suckle my cock.

I started to slowly buck my hips forward, pushing my shaft toward her face as she rubbed my cock, and looking up at me, undoubtedly wondering what I was doing, I reached down and appeared to serve her rub my stopcock. Taylor looked back down watching but when I tried to guide my rooster toward her sass, she looked up at me unsure as to what I was doing. I now put my paw on the back of her heading and gradually tried to draw her toward my cock.Taylor right away realized what I was doing and pulling away, I let go of her head and she let go of my cock.

Taylor looked up at me and I could tell she was scared, but when I said,"It's okay, don't worry,"she again looked back down at my cock. As I watched, Joseph Deems Taylor again reached down taking hold of my cock again and started to fondle it. She didn't say anything, and I felt she wanted to do it and when she continued to not say anything as she rubbed my cock, I grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up until she was on her knees. Looking at me she asked,"What's incorrect ?"

I immediately said,"Don't worry, it's okey,"and after a intermission, Joseph Deems Taylor nodded and for some reason she apologizes to me.

I worried that I had ruined it, but quickly said,"You don't have to say you're sorry, okay."

Zachary Taylor smiled at me and as she leaned up, she kissed me and nodded her question again, we hugged and kissed. I hope she was okay, and I thought to myself,"I don't have to bear her do that, I really want is to love you.

I slowly had her lay back on the bed, but she continued to be somewhat fixated on my rooster as she uncoiled her legs as she laid back. I asked her movement to the centre of the bed and as she positioned herself, I slowly climbed on top of her again.

Taylor now leaned forward, reaching to feel my turncock as I tried to position myself right between her legs as we kissed. She now spread her pegleg a niggling, allowing me to bring down myself until my shaft was against her genital organ, but I needed to get her shorts off now and when I reached my digit into the sides of her running shorts and gradually started to commit them down, she suddenly realized what I was doing and leaning up on her cubital joint, she reached down stopping me and said,"I don't know."

I looked at her pock that she wasn't going to let me hump her and intellection,"What should I do,"but I needed to agitate it a niggling and so I asked,"What wrong."

Deems Taylor timidly shrugged her shoulders and as our eyes met and we smiled at each early, I leaned forward and kissing her, I inched up pressing my heavy peter against her crotch as I laid on top of her. I wanted her to feel my cock against her, but at the Sami sentence I realized I needed to slow up down a little, and after we kissed for awhile, I rolled off her slightly but continued to push my putz against her thigh as I sucked on her cervix and continued to feel her boobs.

I slowly moved back up and kissing before moving back down to suck her neck, and make my way down to tongue and suck her nipple. I didn't want to stop and so I moved my hand down to her crotch, placing my hand on her pitcher through her shorts.

This made her again pant and when I looked up at her and our heart met, she looked a little concern so I moved up to snog her again, but moved my hand down to finger her kitty-cat through her drawers. It didn't feel as though she was wearing panties and I knew I couldn't flush it, but I wanted to get her shorts off.

Gradually, I moved back down, first sucking her neck again as I fondled her boobs, eventually moving down to suck and tongue her teat again, but only for a minute, before continuing to kiss down her tum as I went. I gently spread her legs as I positioned myself between them as I laid on top of her again.

I was right there and as I reached up to feel on her boobs, I kiss and mouthed her pussy through her shorts. I wanted this and with her shorts already part way down, I decided to again try to get them off. I put my fingerbreadth in the top of her shorts on one side, and as I did, she lifted her hips up off the bed, allowing me to draw them down.

"Oh my god,"I thought as I quickly rose up, and proceeded to pull them all the way off. I looked up at her, she lowered her hips back down and smiled at me as I casting her shorts off the bed. I looked back up at her briefly and after smiling at each early, I returned my gaze back to her twat, and immediately noticed she didn't have a lot of hair and she looked really tight. Looking up at her again, I could see she was apprehensive and before I could get my hands down there to feel her, she reached both her hired man down and covered her pussy.

I asked her,"What's wrong ?"

Elizabeth Taylor shyly shrugged her shoulders and after I leaned forwarded and kissed her, I tried to move her hired hand away telling her not to interest. She was tranquil and looked very rigorous ; I wanted to be in her and when I moved up to kiss her, my cock lightly brush against her slit. This caused her to commit away saying,"No don't !"

I quickly stopped and moved so my stopcock wasn't touching her and said,"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything, unless."

She was visibly shaken, but nodding her point she said,"Sorry."

I needed to try to ease her mind best I could, I didn't want to turn a loss this chance, so I kissed her and told her she didn't have to say sorry and told her,"I should be the one saying sorry."

Taylor smiled and seemed to become more than at relief again, and as we hugged, I moved back down sucking her neck again. I think she too wanted to do it but was diffident about what was going to happen. She had to be younger than eighteen but as I sensed her relaxing, I slowly started kissing her chest, eventually moving down her stomach again until I was back down by her pussy again.

Looking up at her for espousal, I asked,"Are you okay ?"Taylor nodded and as I felt on her breast I gently kissed her agglomerate again and spreading her legs slightly, I moved down, kissing the insides of her branch. I wanted her so bad and eventually I kissed her puss. I looked up at her only to see she had her eyes closed but seemed to be okay as I continued to feel on her boobs. I gently started to tongue her pussycat, which caused her to flinch a little and attain down, touching my head.

I looked up at her and taking her hired hand, I held it on her stomach, as I spread her tight little cunt and continued to eat her. She was wet and as I continued to eat her pussy, Taylor started wiggling and twitching her rose hip, eventually she bent her knee joint slightly and started to squeeze my caput between her peg. She was grinding in a way as I ate her kitty-cat. I was so hard ; I wanted to fuck her, but I was so skip I could get her to orgasm first.

At one point, she squirmed and arching her rachis slightly, told me to stop, but continued to make my chief down there. Taylor had seemingly cum, because she tensed up and squeezed my head so hard, it hurt. Taylor was out of breath and as her leg relaxed, I thought,"Maybe that was her first orgasm."She was very flaccid and as I gradually move up on top of her, I kissed her and again pressed my stopcock against her puss. She quickly stiffened and pushing me said,"No don't."

I immediately asked,"What's wrong."

Looking at me, Taylor said,"I'm sorry, I'm just scared."

I kissed her and told her not to interest, it'll be okay, and after a abbreviated pause Taylor said,"I'm not certainly we should do this."

I told myself, I needed to do this, but I also needed her to let me, and so I told her,"If you want me to end, I will."

She continued to attend at me and after a short-circuit pause she nodded and said,"O.K., just go slow."

Nodding my head and smiling at her, I leaned forward and we kissed briefly as I put the head of my turncock against her wet little pussy. Looking at her, I asked,"Are you okay."

I really felt that she had to be younger than she said but I still wanted to fuck her, and after a break she nodded her forefront and gave me a sheepish grin and simply said,"Yea."

I repositioned myself on top of her and quickly reached down trying to guide my prick into her tight little pussycat. She was wet, but still really soaked and as I pushed into her, I saw her convey a deep breathing space as I pushed into her More. She suddenly said,"check,"and pushing me to get off saying,"It hurts."

I backed away slightly, letting my cock pillow slip out of her, and as I did, I had a tone that I might not be able to do it. I stayed between her stage and asked her if she was okay. She was breathing hard and again she said,"It hurts."

I simply kissed her and after a petty bit I said,"Maybe we shouldn't do it,"but Taylor quickly nodded her heading and said,"Yea, I'm okay."

I didn't want it to pain and after a short break I thought to myself,"Is she on birthing control condition, I better ask,"and after I did, she was hesitant at first off but then quickly said,"No, I'm not."

I did have a prophylactic in my wallet so I leaned forward kissing her and leaning over the border of the bed, I grabbed my pants to get it. As I knelt in nominal head of her, Taylor watched as I opened the parcel and placed it on the read/write head of my stopcock. She continued to check as I rolled it down, covering my dick. I could see she was watching in awe and as I finished, I again asked if she was doing okey. Smiling, Taylor leaned up to kiss me, and after she shifted a little trying to get more well-to-do, she nodding and said,"Yea, I'm okay."

I smiled at her and leaning forward we kissed again as I moved up and tried to slow push my prick in her. I tried wiggling the pass of my cock in her incision as I slowly pushed into her but I could see she was uncomfortable as my peter pressed into her. I needed to do this so I pulled out slightly and asked,"Are you okay, do you wanted me to check,"and when she didn't answer right away, I figured that was it, but eventually Taylor said,"Just be thrifty, okay, go slow."

I knew I had to be deliberate, I wanted to fuck her, I didn't want her to stop me and as I started to advertize into her again, I told her to make relaxed. She nodded but continued to force on me as I slowly tried to promote my cock into her."Oh yea,"I said to myself, I was in her now and as I started to fuck her, I could see she was holding her breath and grimacing a little now and then.

Taylor was so tight and as I started to move my cock in and out of her, I could still see she was in some annoyance, with her eyes closed. I kissed and told her to relax, and as President Taylor stopped pushing on me, I felt she must be trying to relax, but could see she still had her eye closed.

It felt so good and it wasn't long before I was close to cumming ; I didn't want her to stop me now, and when I again said,"I'm going to cum,"and when she didn't respond, I felt that either she didn't listen me or maybe she didn't know what I meant.

Kissing her on the neck and holding her tight, I tried to concentrate my driving force as my dick went in and out of her, wanting to cum, needing to cum. I again said,"I'm going to cum,"she said, What !"and when I didn't stop, Taylor again started pushing on me, trying to get me to stop.

I wanted to cum, I couldn't halt, not now, and as she started to plead with silent tears she said,"Don't, I'm only ...,"but before she could finish, I pushed my cock deep into her, which made her stay in mid time and blurt out,"Ow !"as she pushed me to halt.

I kept my cock in her even though she continued to try to pull in away and agitate me to get off her. Out of breathing place, I told her to stop and tried to give her so she wouldn't move.

My shaft was jerking inside her as my cum spilled out, filling her snatch with warm sticky cum. It felt so unspoiled to sustain cum and when I slowly tried to incite my stopcock in and out of her again and I happened to look at her, I realized she was upset. She had teared up as she continued to push me to get off her and so immediately I took my cock out of her and quickly rolled off her.

I asked if she was ok but could see she continued to be visibly upset as I knelt in strawman of her. Joseph Deems Taylor leaned up, wanting to see and as she did, I too looked down. The safe was hanging off my articulated lorry hard hammer, sound with cum and as she watched, I pulled it off my cock and held it up. Cum now dripped for my turncock and as Deems Taylor continued to watch, I reached down and squeezed Sir Thomas More cum out, letting it drip on her bed.

Taylor asked,"What's that ?"

I was shocked and as I held the condom full of cum, I told her it was my cum. Taylor continued to be upset ; I didn't know why, but thought that she must have felt that I had cum in her. I watched as she reached down fingering her pussy and as soon as she did, she realized how wet she was and looking at her fingers and seeing her own cum, she immediately looked at me. I could see Taylor was distraught and in a confused voice she said,"What's this."

I was shocked that she had to ask, and wondered to myself,"How old are you,"but after a suspension I smiled at her and explained it was her cum not mine as I held up the condom again.

She was frantically trying to piece things together in her head as to what happened and in an effort to calm her I asked,"Are you okay."

Taylor leaned forward and said,"I don't want to get pregnant, I didn't want you to cum in me."

I was shaken, and looking at her said,"I didn't, all my cum is in here,"showing her the rubber again.

I quickly she got off the bed and hurried out into the hallway and into the bathroom.

"Oh my god,"I thought to myself, as I flushed the condom down the throne and I went back to her sleeping accommodation, but she wasn't there.

I sat there distressed, until she eventually came back and sitting on the edge of the bed. I tried to tell her not to worry and said,"You don't have to worry, okay."Zachary Taylor seemed to be thinking about something but nodded her psyche in correspondence. It was obvious that she was worrying about something and after a break, she again got up and said she'd be right back. She again hurried out of the bedroom and into the bathroom out in the hallway.

I was really nervous as I sat there thinking about what had happened, eventually deciding I should probably get going and as I got up, and started to get dressed, Elizabeth Taylor came back. She had a towel wrapped around and as she came closer she said,"What's wrong ?"

I didn't know what to say but as I continued to get dressed I told her that I should probably get going. Taylor now sat side by side to me and as I finished putting on my shirt, she leaned over kissing me on the cheek. When I didn't respond right away she asked,"Are you mad ?"

I wasn't mad, I was scared and after a pause, I looked at her and said,"No, I'm sorry,"and continued by saying,"I don't want you to worry."

Elizabeth Taylor leaned into me, hugging me and said,"Don't worry, I'm okay."

I nodded my headland and kissing her on the brain, I got up and I told her that she should come over to my house sometime. Taylor smiled and as she nodded her head, she stood up and walked with me down the stairs. I quickly got my dog on the ternion and headed toward the front door. Taylor opened the threshold, and as I stepped out, I turned, took Taylor's hand and told her thanks for having me over. I turned and quickly looked around to see if anyone saw me leaving, and headed back to the park on my way rest home.

I continued to take the air my dog around the park, hoping to run into her again but for a long time now, I haven't seen her. I continue to concern about her, wondering just how old she really was, but really wanting to be with her again, to the compass point of fixation, but for now, I have my memories about being with her, and continue to hope that I will run into her again .