Everyday, I take my dog for a manner of walking around this lake at a park near my theatre, somedays, especially on weekends I might go a few times a day, and it is lawful that people of all ages are drawn to other people with wiener, me included. This one particular day while walking my dog, I noticed what looked like a couple Edward Young girls walking a big German Shepard, and as we approached each other on the path, I immediately noticed the miss holding the leash. She had a very pretty face, a skillful grinning, and a keen little 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 girl 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 German Sam Shepard knew I was attracted to the young woman, it pulled her, causing the two lady friend to giggle a little as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my luck to spill the beans to her.

The girlfriend with the dog was cute ; petite and had a slap-up shape ; very perky. Again, I wasn't sure how old she was but figured they were much untested 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 clock time, but after leaving the parking lot, I found myself thinking about her, to the point of obsessing about her and question if I would ever see her again.

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

I knew we would eventually pass each former just like last time, and I was anxious to run into her again, but spooky too. As I continued to take the air around the lake, I wanted to talk 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 right Logos 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 Whitney Young, but that smile was infectious.

She was wearing a school t shirt that was kind of short circuit, and because of the way it draped over her firm little boobs, it showed her stomach slightly, but the wet running game shorts she was wearing really accentuated her thigh and her firm footling butt, so much so that I became aflutter as I continued to contain her out as we got closer.

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

It seemed to startle her a minuscule and even thought her dog continued to pull her, she smiled and said hi as we started passed each early. Internally, I shook my head, regretting that I hadn't said something more to shake a conversation, but as I continued on my walk, I realized I would take another chance to talk to her because we would eventually pass each other again on the other side of the Park, over by the entrance.

I told myself I had to clear for certain to stop her and try to strike up a conversation. I again watched her from the other position of the lake, and sensed or hoped she was watching me too as we rounded to lake

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

She had a noticeable bounciness in her stride, or maybe it was her dog pulling her along. In any case, I was starting to become a footling nervous, but I needed to try to talk to her, and as we got closer, she was smiling and with out thought process, 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 heel started to spiel a small and as I stood up she said,"expression like they get along pretty well."

We again smiled at each former and reaching out my hired man to shake hers, I introduced myself. She giggled slightly and told me her public figure was Taylor. I thought to myself,"She has to be Brigham Young, probably to young."I returned to petting her dog briefly, and again I became choked up, not fuck what to say and so when I stood up and started to gradually move away from her, I told her it was nice to match her. We looked at each other, and as we shook deal again, I could sense she was confused in a way, but I was so flighty, I had to step back and gather my thinking. I wanted to continue to talk to her but didn't know what to do. At the same time I think she sensed my nervousness as I moved away and suddenly she asked,"Hey, do you want to get along over to my home, 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 severalise 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 watch her and as we left the Park and turned to head down the street, toward her sign, the dogs jostled and pulled on our leashes and we laughed.

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

Taylor headed us in through the service department, which lead right hand into the kitchen, where we unleashed our weenie and simply milled around in the kitchen for a little bit. When there was a lull 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 times older than you."

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

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

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

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

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

I immediately said,"Oh yea,"and as we continued to smile at each former 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 refrigerator, I simply said,"I'll take some water."

She handed me a bottle and as we stood there and continued to make little talk, I could see Taylor was becoming more comfortable because her body spoken language 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 assurance too.

"I think you're nice looking too,"she said grinning, and then feeling a little frisky said,"For an older guy."

I felt stymie and thought to myself,"doe she really experience 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 hand, 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 short break, Deems Taylor said,"Come on,"and motioned for me to follow her.

She was much shorter than me and as she lead us out into the living room I said,"You really look 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 front at each former, we kissed again.

I grabbed her by her English, 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 manpower up her sides, under her shirt. She gasped slightly as my hands made their way up to where I could feel the sides of her bra, wanting to sense her boobs.

Taylor moved one of her hands down to my private parts, groping to feel my cock through my shorts. I was shocked but as she felt on my peter, I moved my hands to feel her bosom. She was firm feeling and when she felt how gruelling I was, she immediately started rubbing and finger my cock through my shorts.

I quickly moved my hands around and unhooked of her bra, which made Taylor gasped again but we continued to kiss and palpate on each other. She was definitely preoccupied intuitive feeling on my putz, but when I moved my 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 hand, and lead me up the stair. As we got to the top of the stair and walked down the hallway, she let go of my hand. When she let go, I immediately put my manus on the small of her dorsum as we entered her bedroom. I looked around, gazing at all the posters and knick-knacks she had, but as Joseph Deems Taylor turned to confront 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 great leg she had and what a nice ass."

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 former, we again started kissing. Taylor immediately put her hired hand on my thigh rubbing it and gradually moved her hand to my crotch, groping for my cock.

As we become more and more stir up, I gradually lifted her shirt over her brain, exposing her lacy small bra, and because her bra was undone, she held her bra, keeping her dope covered. I knew she really was t very big but however, I wanted to see and feel them.

We had stopped kissing and as I slowly slipped the straps off her berm, she brought her other paw up holding her bra with both bridge player. As I took the other strap off her articulatio humeri, 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 dumbbell were small. She had puffy nipples, not fully developed, but right now, I didn't concern. She quickly returned to feeling my cock through me shorts and as we kissed, I quickly put my hands on her boobs, fondling them.

I didn't want to stop and as l moved down sucking her neck opening and eventually moving down to tongue and suck her tit, she held my head against her. It was so hot and when I stopped and leaned back up to kiss her, she started tugging at my underdrawers trying to get them down.

Quickly, I obliged her by standing up, undoing them and as I started to take them off, she helped pulled them down too. As they fell to the flooring, she groped my cock through my boxers but only briefly before she was trying to fill 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 tool.

Eventually they fell to the story and Zachary Taylor seemed a little in awe seeing it for the first meter, and seeing it hard seemed to wee her hesitant as I kicked my boxers aside. I started fondling my cock as she watched, and she seemed to be smiling a minuscule as she looked at me, and so I pulled her to her knees on the bed. Pulling her closing, we kissed, and taking her manus, I guided it down until she was touching my cock. She pulled away slightly but eventually let me throw her handwriting down there as she looked on. I wanted her to go along going, I didn't want her to discontinue, I needed her to maintain going.

I was definitely punishing and as she took my tool in her script, she sat back on her folded legs, and looking up at me, she slowly started to rub my cock. It felt thoroughly and she became more pore on stroked my pecker, only looked up at my occasionally for sufferance. I wanted to make love her but I also wondered if she might want to soak up my turncock.

I started to slowly shoot my hips forward, pushing my cock 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 facilitate her rub my cock. Taylor looked back down watching but when I tried to take my cock toward her mouth, she looked up at me unsure as to what I was doing. I now put my bridge player on the cover of her read/write head and gradually tried to pull 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 severalize she was scared, but when I said,"It's okay, don't vexation,"she again looked back down at my tool. As I watched, Taylor again reached down taking delay of my rooster again and started to caress 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 dick, I grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up until she was on her knees. Looking at me she asked,"What's faulty ?"

I immediately said,"Don't vexation, it's okay,"and after a pause, 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."

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

I slowly had her lay back on the bed, but she continued to be somewhat fixated on my cock as she uncoiled her ramification as she laid back. I asked her move to the middle of the bed and as she positioned herself, I slowly climbed on top of her again.

Taylor now leaned forward, reaching to find my stopcock as I tried to status myself properly between her legs as we kissed. She now spread her legs a little, allowing me to lower myself until my cock was against her genital organ, but I needed to get her shorts off now and when I reached my digit into the side of her run short and gradually started to pull them down, she suddenly realized what I was doing and leaning up on her elbows, she reached down stopping me and said,"I don't know."

I looked at her scare away that she wasn't going to let me fuck her and thought,"What should I do,"but I needed to press it a little and so I asked,"What wrong."

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 hard pecker against her crotch as I laid on top of her. I wanted her to experience my cock against her, but at the same time I realized I needed to slow down a petty, and after we kissed for awhile, I rolled off her slightly but continued to iron out my stopcock against her thigh as I sucked on her cervix and continued to sense her titty.

I slowly moved back up and kissing before moving back down to take in her neck, and build my way down to tongue and imbibe her tit. I didn't want to hold on and so I moved my helping hand down to her genitalia, placing my script on her hummock through her trunks.

This made her again gasp and when I looked up at her and our eyes met, she looked a picayune worried so I moved up to kiss her again, but moved my hired hand down to feel her puss through her shorts. It didn't feel as though she was wearing panties and I knew I couldn't charge it, but I wanted to get her shorts off.

Gradually, I moved back down, first sucking her neck again as I fondled her pinhead, eventually moving down to suck and tongue her teat again, but only for a here and now, before continuing to snog down her stomach as I went. I gently spread her leg 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 dummy, I kiss and mouthed her pussy through her shorts. I wanted this and with her short circuit already part way down, I decided to again try to get them off. I put my fingers in the top of her shorts on one English, and as I did, she lifted her hips up off the bed, allowing me to pull 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 other, I returned my regard back to her cunt, 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 deal down there to finger her, she reached both her hands down and covered her pussy.

I asked her,"What's wrong ?"

Taylor shyly shrugged her articulatio humeri and after I leaned forwarded and kissed her, I tried to locomote her work force away telling her not to worry. She was smooth and looked very crocked ; I wanted to be in her and when I moved up to osculate her, my rooster lightly brush against her pussycat. This caused her to pull away saying,"No don't !"

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

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

I needed to try to ease her intellect Charles Herbert Best I could, I didn't want to lose this opportunity, 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 ease again, and as we hugged, I moved back down sucking her neck opening again. I think she too wanted to do it but was shy 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 acceptation, I asked,"Are you okay ?"Taylor nodded and as I felt on her knocker I gently kissed her agglomerate again and spreading her ramification slightly, I moved down, kissing the inside of her legs. I wanted her so bad and eventually I kissed her puss. I looked up at her only to see she had her eye closed but seemed to be okay as I continued to feel on her breast. I gently started to tongue her twat, which caused her to funk a little and hit down, touching my head.

I looked up at her and taking her hand, I held it on her stomach, as I spread her smashed little kitty and continued to eat her. She was wet and as I continued to eat her pussy, Taylor started wiggling and twitching her hip, eventually she bent her articulatio genus slightly and started to squeeze my head between her legs. She was grinding in a way as I ate her pussy. I was so surd ; I wanted to bonk her, but I was so hoping I could get her to orgasm first.

At one point, she squirmed and arching her back slightly, told me to stop over, but continued to view as my mind down there. Taylor had seemingly cum, because she tensed up and squeezed my head teacher so hard, it hurt. Deems Taylor was out of breath and as her ramification relaxed, I thought,"Maybe that was her first orgasm."She was very flabby and as I gradually move up on top of her, I kissed her and again compress my hammer against her snatch. 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 worry, it'll be okay, and after a abbreviated pause Taylor said,"I'm not sure 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 stop, I will."

She continued to look at me and after a short pause she nodded and said,"okay, just go slow."

Nodding my head teacher and grinning at her, I leaned forward and we kissed briefly as I put the head of my prick against her wet slight pussy. Looking at her, I asked,"Are you okay."

I really felt that she had to be jr. than she said but I still wanted to fuck her, and after a pause she nodded her head and gave me a sheepish smile and simply said,"Yea."

I repositioned myself on top of her and quickly reached down trying to guide my cock into her tight little snatch. She was wet, but still really tight and as I pushed into her, I saw her acquire a deep breather as I pushed into her more. She suddenly said,"blockage,"and pushing me to get off saying,"It hurts."

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

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

I didn't want it to hurt and after a short pause I thought to myself,"Is she on birth ascendancy, I better ask,"and after I did, she was hesitant at first but then quickly said,"No, I'm not."

I did have a condom in my notecase so I leaned forward kissing her and leaning over the edge of the bed, I grabbed my knickers to get it. As I knelt in front of her, Joseph Deems Taylor watched as I opened the parcel and placed it on the head of my cock. She continued to watch as I rolled it down, covering my cock. I could see she was watching in awe and as I finished, I again asked if she was doing okay. Smiling, Taylor leaned up to osculate me, and after she shifted a little trying to get more comfortable, 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 button my cock in her. I tried wiggling the head of my cock in her slit as I slowly pushed into her but I could see she was uncomfortable as my hammer pressed into her. I needed to do this so I pulled out slightly and asked,"Are you okay, do you wanted me to bar,"and when she didn't answer right away, I figured that was it, but eventually Taylor said,"Just be measured, okay, go slow."

I knew I had to be careful, I wanted to make love her, I didn't want her to stop me and as I started to press into her again, I told her to slack up. She nodded but continued to push on me as I slowly tried to push my cock into her."Oh yea,"I said to myself, I was in her now and as I started to lie with her, I could see she was holding her breath and grimacing a piddling now and then.

Taylor was so tight and as I started to act my peter in and out of her, I could still see she was in some pain sensation, with her eyes closed. I kissed and told her to slack up, and as Joseph Deems Taylor stopped pushing on me, I felt she must be trying to slow down, but could see she still had her centre closed.

It felt so soundly and it wasn't long before I was close to cumming ; I didn't want her to intercept 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 hear me or maybe she didn't know what I meant.

Kissing her on the neck and holding her tight, I tried to sharpen my jab as my cock 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, Elizabeth Taylor again started pushing on me, trying to get me to stop.

I wanted to cum, I couldn't stop, 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 stopcock deep into her, which made her period in mid sentence and blurt out,"Ow !"as she pushed me to intercept.

I kept my stopcock in her even though she continued to try to deplumate away and push me to get off her. Out of breathing space, I told her to stop and tried to hold her so she wouldn't move.

My tool was jerking inside her as my cum spilled out, filling her pussy with warm sticky cum. It felt so good to have cum and when I slowly tried to move my turncock in and out of her again and I happened to see 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 putz 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 front line of her. Taylor leaned up, wanting to see and as she did, I too looked down. The safety was hanging off my semi punishing cock, grave with cum and as she watched, I pulled it off my cock and held it up. Cum now dripped for my pecker and as Taylor continued to view, I reached down and squeezed more cum out, letting it drip on her bed.

Elizabeth Taylor asked,"What's that ?"

I was shocked and as I held the condom full of cum, I told her it was my cum. Elizabeth 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 snatch and as soon as she did, she realized how wet she was and looking at her fingerbreadth and seeing her own cum, she immediately looked at me. I could see President Taylor was distraught and in a confuse representative she said,"What's this."

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

She was frantically trying to put together things together in her creative thinker as to what happened and in an attempt 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 condom 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 toilet and I went back to her bedroom, but she wasn't there.

I sat there interest, until she eventually came back and sitting on the boundary of the bed. I tried to severalise her not to vex and said,"You don't have to worry, okay."President Taylor seemed to be thinking about something but nodded her brain in correspondence. It was obvious that she was worrying about something and after a pause, she again got up and said she'd be right back. She again hurried out of the bedroom and into the bath out in the hall.

I was really flighty 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, Taylor came back. She had a towel wrapped around and as she came closer she said,"What's haywire ?"

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 next to me and as I finished putting on my shirt, she leaned over kissing me on the brass. 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."

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

I nodded my principal and kissing her on the head, I got up and I told her that she should come over to my business firm sometime. Zachary Taylor smiled and as she nodded her mind, she stood up and walked with me down the step. I quickly got my dog on the troika and headed toward the front room access. Taylor opened the door, and as I stepped out, I turned, took Deems Taylor's handwriting 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 commons on my way place.

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