It had been several month since Taylor and I happened to be drawn together, and as time went by, I ended up seeing my old girlfriend. I was trying to put the experience behind me, but whenever I had sex, I always seemed to end up thinking about Deems Taylor. I was obsessed with her, to the full stop where I would get by her theater, desperately hoping I might run into her.

I had started to realize I'd never see her again, but I continued to take my dog for walks around the lake everyday, sometimes even twice. Again, I never expected to see her, but one afternoon as I made my way around the lake, and I looked ahead, there she was.

I couldn't believe it, thinking"Could it really be ?"

She was walking her High German Shepard, Major and as I continued to reckon that way, I tried to be as nonchalant as possible. I didn't want to fetch any attention to the fact that I saw her, but it was obvious she had seen me too. As we walked toward each early on the path, I couldn't helper but nervously grin and then as our middle met, I could see Taylor cautiously smile too. However, as we got closer and that giant German language Sam Shepard saw me and my dog, it pulled slightly, which made her smile and pull back, almost laughing.

She was wearing some idle fitting grey sweat pants, and a plain dim t shirt. Elizabeth Taylor was still so pretty, sandy brown pilus, K center, and a cracking smiling. Quickly trying to fuddle her in, I could see her perky piddling mamilla pushing against her t shirt and knew her sweats were hiding a firm fiddling organic structure.

Trying to explore for the right word of honor, being I was so charge up to see her, I couldn't help but carry on to check her out. Catching myself, I looked up and seeing her smile as we again made eye contact, I excitedly said,"Hi,"and continued by saying,"It's in force to see you."

Nodding, Taylor still seemed nervous, but as our bounder checked each former out, I reached out to sway her hand. She really had a great grinning and even though the sweatpants and t-shirt hid her consistence, I smiled thinking about her. Deems Taylor apprehensively looked down at my hand, and as we eventually shook hands, I asked,"How's it going ?"

It made her smile, but she didn't say anything, and wanting to keep our conversation going, hoping the chance to ask her out would present itself, I said,"I'm really happy I finally ran into you."

Embarrassed, Deems Taylor blushed and then shyly looking down she told me everything was good. Smiling to myself, hearing her reply, I smiled and letting go of her hand, I blurted out,"I've missed seeing you."

look back at me, she again didn't say anything right away, but then said,"I didn't think you'd want to see me again."

Smiling and pausing, giving her a more grievous look, I said,"I've been thinking about you a lot."

There was now an awkward suspension and seeing she was hesitant I asked,"Would you like to get coffee tree sometime or maybe get something to eat ?"

Zachary Taylor continued to smile and after a couple moment said,"I'd ask you to number over but my parents are home."

I wasn't sure she'd be out-of-doors to getting together again, but was glad to hear she was, and when I boldly asked,"Do you want to get over to my place,"she seemed to be a little nervous.

I immediately thought it might be too soon, however, she smiled and nodding said,"Yea, sure."

"Oh my god,"I thought,"really ?"

I was so wind up and stammering a piddling, I jokingly replied,"okey, you ready to go ?"

There was a brief pause, and when she said,"I don't know,"I realized she had taken it literally.

Taylor looked a little worried but then said,"I think I need to take Major home."

Pulling my dog finisher, I simply said,"Okay,"as I searched for what to say.

However, as we looked at each other, Taylor smiled and quickly replied,"I can meet you back here in 15-20 minutes,"and then continued by asking,"Is that okay ?"

Nodding, trying to veil my enthusiasm I replied,"Yea, that sounds good,"and then suggested we exchange phone numbers.

Smiling she took out her cellular phone and after exchanging numbers, we both headed out of the park.

As I opened my car door I said,"See you in a few min,"Elizabeth Taylor smiled and then headed down the street.

getting in my car, I couldn't help but think about being with her again and as I watched her walk down the street toward her sign of the zodiac, I quickly made a u-turn and headed house.

As I went inside and looked around I thought,"I better clean up a little before I go get her."

I wanted this to go well, and after quickly tidying up, I made my way back over to the park to pick her up. I was nervous to be with her and as I turned down the street and rounded the niche toward the park, I could see her standing there. Smiling to myself and pulling over, I could see Elizabeth Taylor smiling too but then she nervously looked around briefly before getting in the car.

asking her if everything was okay, she nodded and as I put the car in gear I asked,"Where did you tell your parents you were going ?"

Taylor didn't say anything right away but then said,"I told them I was going over to a friend's house."

Looking over at her and reaching across the marrow console table I asked,"Are you sure it's okay ?"

She again nodded and when I said,"You should differentiate your Friend,"Taylor acknowledged by saying,"Yea, I did."

taking her handwriting and giving it a gentle squeeze, I glanced over and told her,"I'm really sword lily I ran into you."

It made her smile sheepishly and then as I continued to my firm, she leaned toward me, continuing to hold my mitt. I knew she was probably nervous, I was aflutter too, but I didn't want to let on and as I pulled down my street and into my private road I enthusiastically said,"Here we are."

Quickly getting out of the car and ushering us inside, I hoped no one saw us and as we went through the movement door, I could see her again nervously looking around, which made me smile to myself and tell her,"Come on,"having her follow me toward the keep room.

She nervously looked around, checking matter out as I continued to guide her over to the lounge. Sitting down, I politely asked if she wanted anything to drink. Looking at each former, she smiled and said,"Sure."

It again made me smile, and as I hurried into the kitchen, I opened the refrigerator and announced,"Well there's Pepsi, water, beer, and I have some hard seltzer, if you want."

She didn't response right away, and being Taylor was so young, and maybe under age, I wasn't sure she'd want any alcoholic beverage, however, she surprised me by saying,"Bring me a seltzer."

Smiling to myself, I grabbed two, quickly heading back to the life room. Sitting next to her again, I opened one and after handing it to her, I opened mine too. Taking a big drink, I smiled, and as Taylor took a sip, testing it I think, I watched as she look at the can.

Taylor smiled, and then taking another sip, I realized that she must have liked it, which made me take another boozing too. Grabbing the TV remote off the coffee table now, I asked if she wanted to watch something.



We ended up finding a movie to determine, but I think we were both thinking about something else, and being there was an cumbersome pause, I courageously reached over taking her script, and saying,"I've thought about you a lot."

Again, it made her bloom and when she nervously look away, I leaned toward her. Zachary Taylor looked up at me and as I went in for a osculation, and our backtalk met, she closed her eyes. It was nice, I didn't want to crusade it, and after giving her a hug, I anxiously asked if she wanted another seltzer.

Looking at me she smiled and after taking a big potable, finishing it, she shook the can and nodded. Knowing these flavored seltzers went down like Kool-aid, and not wanting her to get too drunk, I suggested,"How ‘ bout we get a pizza ?"

Her optic lit up with excitation and as I took out my phone and stood up, heading into the kitchen to rank the rules of order, Taylor followed me. We decided to order a medium pepperoni and after hanging up, we went back over to the living room.

Sitting on the redact, we both ended up having another gruelling seltzer as we watched the moving-picture show. I was feeling no pain in the ass, and as I looked at her without saying anything, I thought about wanting to have sex with her. Immediately glancing up and seeing her looking at me, Taylor suspiciously asked,"What !"

shaking my head and smiling I leaned over, hugging her and when we again kissed I casually found myself feeling on her chest. I could order she didn't have on a bra, she really didn't need one, being she was small-scale breasted and they were so firm.

Pushing my natural language in her mouth, I moved my hand up under her shirt and as our tongues twisted in each former's mouth, she casually moved her deal to my crotch, searching for my cock. I wanted her to feel how heavily I was, and so I took her handwriting, and moved it until she could feel it. Taylor was smiling as we continued to kiss and then rubbing it she jokingly asked, What's this ?"

I couldn't aid but smile too, and wanting to find on her twat, I slid my hand down, trying to palpate on it through her sweats as we continued to kiss.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and looking at one another, nervously thinking we got caught, I smiled when I realized it was just the pizza pie saving.

I could see Taylor was worried and so I smiled and said,"It must be the pizza,"as I quickly stood up.

Adjusting myself, I hurried to the threshold and after paying for the pizza, I took it into the kitchen. The pizza smelled great and as I passed the bread and butter room, Deems Taylor stood up, following me.

We both probably needed to take a break, at least I know I did and being we had been drinking on an vacate breadbasket, we needed to eat something. Handing her a plate, we both grabbed a couple slices and then hurried back out to the living room.

It tasted expectant and after gobbling it down, we ended up back watching the movie and drinking our seltzer. I was really enjoying being with her and I think she was too, but as we looked at each other, I still felt there was either a nerves or an anxiousness we were both feeling.

Not saying anything for a match seconds, I asked,"Are you okay ?"

Looking at me, Taylor smiled and simply said,"Yea."

reaching over and holding her hand, I drunkenly remarked,"I've thought a lot about you, and then asked,"Do you recollect ?"

Looking down at our hands, Taylor hesitated and then looking up replied,"I've been thinking about you too,"and then continued by saying,"I thought you might be mad."

smile, I leaned toward her, giving her another hug and after a buss on the head, I stood up quietly saying,"Come on,"pulling her to stomach too.

Taylor smiled and asked,"Where are we going ?"

Continuing to smile, I led us down the hall to my bedroom. As we went through the door to my chamber, and I turned to look her, grabbing her by the waist, Taylor seemed a piddling apprehensive. It was probably for good reason, because I so wanted to fuck her, and hoped she'd let me.

It was, kind of dark in my room, but a niggling low-cal manage to sneak in from the sustenance elbow room, which gave us just enough light. Looking at each other, I pulled her close, and seeing a nervous grin, I kissed her and told her not to worry. After a subtle nod, we again kissed and I slowly backed her toward the bed. Pushing her against it now, she instinctively leaned back, putting her hands on the bed. Smiling, I again tried to inch her shirt up, trying to get it over her head, Taylor stopped me saying,"Not yet …okay ?"

Nervously smiling, I stopped and dropping my hands, thinking it wasn't going to happen I said,"Sorry."

Taylor however, gave me a reassuring smile, and then leaning up, she kissed me. Instinctively, I slid my manus to her shank and then after a few present moment, I casually went down to my knees. Looking up at her with a naughty smile, I moved my hands to the forepart of her perspiration. Looking down, undoing the string to her sweatpants, and tugging on the pegleg, getting them off her hips and down to her feet, I coaxed her whole tone out. Deems Taylor was wearing pink little panties and as I tossed her sweatsuit aside, I could smell a steer of vanilla that I suspected was her soundbox spraying.

Taylor had great branch, and I couldn't help but stare, admiring her tonus and tanned thigh, thinking about being between them. Instinctively, without thought, I now put my deal on the front of her pantie, gently rubbing her pussy, and looking up, I could see her watching. She smelled so unspoiled and wanting to get her panties off, I slipped my fingerbreadth inside the slight stripe on both sides. Taylor though, before I could even bug out pulling them down, she reached down, stopping me. Without saying anything, she pushed my helping hand away, and looking up, giving her a doubtful grinning, she said,"Sorry."

I again worried she didn't want to do it, but seeing her smile, I knew I just needed to go slow. Standing up, grabbing her by the waist, I gave her a kiss, as she again closed her heart. Backing away slightly, I casually untie my knickers, and letting them edge their way down to my understructure, I kicked them aside.

President Taylor now looked on intently as I adjusted my boxer, I think hoping to get a glimpse of my tool, but catching herself, she looked up, smiling embarrassingly.

Smiling back, I took her hand and as I moved it to the forepart of my boxershorts, she looked down. I wanted her to sense how hard I was, and seeing her smile slyly when she actually felt it, I put my script on her shoulders. I wanted her to go down, hoping she might require to suck it, but as I tried to push her to her genu, she immediately gave me a interest expression and pulled away.

looking at at each other, I pulled her close and after giving her a kiss, I reached back to the bed, pulling the covers back. Smiling, I lifted her onto the bed, which made Elizabeth Taylor let out a niggling giggle. Scooting her back, I said,"Why don't you get under the covers."

It made her smiling and after swinging her legs under the covers, I climbed on the bed with her. Moving closer to her, Elizabeth Taylor laid back, and after throwing the covers over us, I leaned up, quickly taking off my shirt. Smiling, I variety of laid on top of her, making sure to rest on my elbows, I gave her another a kiss.

Bringing my paw up under her shirt, feeling on her picayune titty, I tried to inch her shirt up. I wanted to see them, but she again nervously stopped me. Immediately I leaned up, and as I pulled my boxers down, hoping it would in a way convince her it was okay and bespeak what I wanted to do. Seeing Taylor now straining to see, I threw my bagger off the bound of the bed. Laying against her, putting my leg over hers, and positioning my hard cock so it pressed against her thigh, she smiled and reached down, trying to feel it.

I wanted this to happen and I think she did too, and as I casually slid my hand down between her stage, feeling for her pussycat, we kissed. Creasing her panties, pressing into her little incision with my fingerbreadth as I felt on her pussycat, I started to cranch my cock against her second joint. Taylor now scooted down, continuing to achieve for it, and when she eventually found, I could feel Zachary Taylor slyly smile. Smiling too as we continued to kiss, Taylor simply started awkwardly rubbing it.

"Oh yea,"I thought,"it felt good,"and when we happened to lean away from each early slightly, Taylor smiled slyly and asked,"What's this ?"

smiling too, not knowing what to say, I looked down and watched her minuscule helping hand as she rubbed it. Leaning toward her now and laying her rear, I moved until I was on top of her. Grabbing her shirt and trying to slip it over her top dog again, President Taylor smiled and then leaned up, letting her take it off.

She was definitely matt chested, especially laying on her back, but seeing them was such a turn on, I slid down, first kissing her neck, and then her chest. Sucking and tonguing her one little boob, kissing it and then closing my eyes, I took her erect little mamilla in my mouth.

Zachary Taylor put her hands on my back, and after switching to the other for a moment, I moved down, kissing her stomach. Without looking up, I made my way down, eventually kissing her step-in and then as I started to rub her mound, I looked up and asked,"Are you okay ?"

She was leaned up on her elbows, watching. Seeing her smile, I settled in between her legs, desperately wanted to eat her pussy. Again I knew I needed to be patient as I went down, mouthing her pussy through her panty."Mmmm,"I thought, as I closed my eyes and reached my hand up to sense on her picayune bosom.

Leaning up and kneeling in strawman of her, and rubbing her thigh, I looked up at her and smile, I casually started to slip her panty off. Elizabeth Taylor leaned back and then smiling, she lifted her ass off the bed a little.

exploitation both handwriting to pull them down, and as I got them over her feet, I threw them to the base. Quickly moving back up I kissed her, wanting to reassure her. Kneeling again and rubbing her thighs I said,"Taylor, you're beautiful."

Deems Taylor smiled and then as she lay back, I smiled to myself. Looking down, she really had a great picayune consistence, and then kissing her breadbasket again, I went back down, kissing her hill, eventually mouthing her twat again. Settling in, I reached my hand under her pegleg and then bringing my work force up to her kitty-cat, I gently felt on the top part of her pussy, closed my center and then let my spit dip into her slit.

trouncing and played with her clit, I wanted to get her off and as I continued to eat her pussy, I could feel her start to joggle, grinding and squeezing my top dog between her legs. She was going to cum, and when she reached down telling me to hold back, I knew she was close.

As she pulled on my head, wanting me to contain, I felt her eubstance shutter. Stopping, I quickly moved up and after wiping my mouth I kissed her. Her legs were quivering a lilliputian and when I let my shaft brush against her kitty-cat, and then try to advertise it into her, Deems Taylor rose up saying,"No, don't !"

It was obvious Taylor was apprehensive and when I felt she was trying to close her legs, I again leaned up and after kissing her asked,"Are you okay ?"

Smiling shyly she nodded and said,"Yea, I'm okay."

smooching her I asked,"Do you wanta stop."

Blushing a footling, Zachary Taylor said,"No, I'm just nervous."

I knew she was but when I smiled and said,"Let me get a condom,"and I started to get off the bed to get one, she stopped me saying,"It's okay, I'm on the pill."

I was shocked and not knowing what to say, we looked at each other and then Taylor said,"I asked my mom if I could and she said okay."

grin I again leaned up and after kissing her I asked,"Are you sure ?"

Nodding and smiling, I leaned forward, and kissing her, I again positioned myself between her legs. Immediately reaching down, I tried to pass my cock into her. She was so miserly, and even though she was wet, I could see it was uncomfortable, because I felt her moving around a little as I tried to promote into her. Working the head of my cock up and down her little slit, trying to be measured, hoping she'd relax, I pushed into her a little more.

Taylor now laid back, and holding my sides, she arched her back slightly. I was in her, but only a niggling, and when I started moving in and out of her, pressing into her a little more each meter, she wrapped her arms around me. Again, trying to be careful, desperately wanting to fuck her, I wrapped my arms under her articulatio humeri, putting my head next to hers.

Kissing her as I bucked my pelvic arch in and out of her a trivial faster, deliberately trying to cum, it didn't take recollective. I was going to cum, and feeling Taylor squirming now and then, I knew I need to festinate before she stopped me. Anxious, feeling it bod, I vigorously fucked her. Breathing hard as I pumped in and out, I held her and said,"I'm going to cum."

Stopping and holding her as my shaft started to jerk inside her, Taylor suddenly said,"No, don't !"

It was to late, affectionate cum was already spilling inside her, and when President Taylor tried to wiggle free, I hastily said,"Don't move !"

I think it surprised her, I think because she did stop, and as I slowly started moving in and out of her again, she moved her hands down to hips. I was finished, It felt good to have cum, and I had cum a lot, I'm indisputable she felt it seeping out a piddling.

Smiling to myself, out of breath, I gave her a stack on the cheek, and then asked,"Are you okay."

Looking at her and seeing Elizabeth Taylor was smiling, she gave me a hug and simply said,"Yea."

Moving down, letting my cock moorage out of her as it went limp, I knelt between her peg. Continuing to remain my heading on her thorax, I kissed her abdomen as I held her sides. Hunching over her, I knew cum was probably draining out of her, because I felt cum dripping out of me, dribbling down onto the sheets.

Lifting off her and rolling to lay future to her, Taylor immediately reached her paw down to her slit, and by the tone on her expression, it was obvious she could feel cum draining out. Rolling to confront her as Taylor brought her deal up, I could see a disoblige look. Trying to not seem concern, I leaned over and holding her I suggested,"Maybe you should go into the bathroom."

gift me a sheepish smile, she rolled off the side of the bed and hurrying into the bathroom, she closed the door. Laying there, I could hear she was peeing and when I heard her pulling crapper newspaper publisher off the roll, I couldn't assistance but smile. I hoped she was okay and when I heard her blossom, I rolled to my elbow, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.

As Taylor opened the threshold and came out, and she moved toward the bed, I again asked,"Everything okeh ?"

Giving me a elusive little smile, she nodded. Throwing the masking back, coaxing her back in bed, she climbed and and I threw the blanket back over us. It was getting late and as we held each former, I asked if she wanted to pass the Night.

I wasn't sure if she should actually stay, even though I so wanted her too, but when Taylor replied,"I don't know,"I could see she was hesitant.

Realizing it probably wasn't going to happen, I again gave her a hug and asked,"Do you wanta abide a minuscule or do you wanta go ?"

Taylor didn't say anything right away, obviously having conflicting thoughts, and when I said,"Maybe we should get going,"she smiled and hugged me saying,"I had a good time."

I think she wanted to stick but make love her parents would worry, no matter what she would ingest told them. After getting dressed, I took her home. We ended up holding hands, and as I stopped at the end of her street, we hugged and after a osculation, Taylor opened the room access.

As she got out of the car I leaned toward her and said,"I hope we can see each other again."

It did produce her smile and after a nod she closed the room access and headed home. I felt we'd never be with each early again, being there is such an age departure, and as on now, I haven't talked or seen her.

I really experience luck to suffer had the chance to be the start sentence and finger the second time, she wanted to see if there was a real attraction. I'm hoping she'll song or text me one of these days and I continue to look for her, but we haven't gotten together again .