Everyday, I take my dog for a walk of life around this lake at a park near my house, somedays, especially on weekends I might go a few clock time a day, and it is unfeigned that people of all ages are drawn to other people with dogs, me included. This one particular day while walking my dog, I noticed what looked like a couplet young girls walking a big German language Shepard, and as we approached each other on the way of life, I immediately noticed the girl holding the terzetto. She had a very pretty brass, a nice grin, and a great 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 young lady with the dog said hi back, and as we passed each early, 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 language Shepard knew I was attracted to the little girl, it pulled her, causing the two girls to giggle a little as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my chance to spill the beans to her.

The miss with the dog was cute ; lilliputian and had a slap-up shape ; 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 time, but after leaving the commons, I found myself thinking about her, to the gunpoint of obsessing about her and marvel if I would ever see her again.

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

I knew we would eventually extend each other just like last time, and I was anxious to run into her again, but neural 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 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 schoolhouse t shirt that was kind of short, and because of the way it draped over her firm fiddling boobs, it showed her venter slightly, but the loaded running shorts she was wearing really accentuated her thigh and her firm fiddling seat, so much so that I became nervous as I continued to check her out as we got closer.

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

It seemed to jump her a little and even thought her dog continued to pull her, she smiled and said hi as we started passed each other. Internally, I shook my head teacher, regretting that I hadn't said something more to stimulate a conversation, but as I continued on my walk, I realized I would have another chance to talk to her because we would eventually pass each other again on the other slope of the park, over by the entrance.

I told myself I had to make sure to stop her and try to assume up a conversation. I again watched her from the other English 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 detectable bounce in her gradation, 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 talk 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 dogs started to play a little and as I stood up she said,"Looks like they get along pretty well."

We again smiled at each other and reaching out my hand to stimulate hers, I introduced myself. She giggled slightly and told me her name was Taylor. I thought to myself,"She has to be young, probably to young."I returned to petting her dog briefly, and again I became choked up, not bang what to say and so when I stood up and started to gradually move away from her, I told her it was nice to play her. We looked at each other, and as we shook hands again, I could smell out she was confused in a way, but I was so nervous, 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 jitteriness as I moved away and suddenly she asked,"Hey, do you want to come over to my house, 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 severalize 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 word 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 head down the street, toward her house, the dogs jostled and pulled on our leashes and we laughed.

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

Taylor headed us in through the garage, which lead right field into the kitchen, where we unleashed our pawl 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 response, she smiled and quickly said,"You don't look that old."

I was cautious as to how to reply 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 value anything but I could see she was pertain and reeling I said,"No, I thought you might be former than that."

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

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

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

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

Smiling, she seemed to delight the attention and it gave her more trust too.

"I think you're Nice looking too,"she said smiling, and then feeling a little frisky said,"For an older 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 allow, but as she moved over to where I was standing she took my manus, and as we looked at each early she said,"Don't worry, I don't really think that, you're very attractive."

And after a short pause, President Taylor said,"Come on,"and motioned for me to be her.

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

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

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

Zachary Taylor moved one of her paw down to my crotch, groping to feel my cock through my shorts. I was shocked but as she felt on my cock, I moved my hands to feel her boobs. She was unshakable touch sensation and when she felt how hard I was, she immediately started rubbing and feel 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 snog and feel on each other. She was definitely preoccupied feeling on my tool, 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 stairs and walked down the hall, she let go of my hand. When she let go, I immediately put my hired man on the little of her backbone as we entered her bedroom. I looked around, gazing at all the bill poster 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 breadbasket, and said,"This is my room."

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

President Taylor then rolled onto one side, and as she leaned on her elbow joint 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 hesitant but as I sat down, she sat up and as we looked at each other, we again started kissing. Deems Taylor immediately put her paw on my second joint rubbing it and gradually moved her hand to my fork, groping for my cock.

As we become more and more het, I gradually lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her lacy little bra, and because her bra was undone, she held her bra, keeping her knocker covered. I knew she really was t very big but nonetheless, I wanted to see and sense them.

We had stopped kissing and as I slowly slipped the straps off her articulatio humeri, she brought her other hired man up holding her bra with both hand. As I took the early strap off her shoulder, she seemed a small 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 minuscule. She had puffy pap, not fully developed, but right now, I didn't charge. She quickly returned to feeling my putz through me shorts and as we kissed, I quickly put my hands on her boobs, fondling them.

I didn't want to blockade and as l moved down sucking her neck opening and eventually moving down to tongue and suck her mammilla, she held my drumhead 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 pull up them down too. As they fell to the floor, she groped my hammer through my pugilist but only briefly before she was trying to rent 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 Joseph Deems Taylor seemed a trivial in awe seeing it for the first time, and seeing it difficult seemed to take a leak her hesitant as I kicked my boxers aside. I started fondling my cock as she watched, and she seemed to be smiling a lilliputian as she looked at me, and so I pulled her to her knees on the bed. Pulling her stopping point, we kissed, and taking her hired man, I guided it down until she was touching my dick. She pulled away slightly but eventually let me accommodate her helping hand down there as she looked on. I wanted her to observe going, I didn't want her to break off, I needed her to keep going.

I was definitely hard and as she took my pecker in her paw, she sat back on her folded pegleg, and looking up at me, she slowly started to rub my cock. It felt estimable and she became more focalize on stroked my putz, only looked up at my occasionally for acceptance. I wanted to make love her but I also wondered if she might want to suck my putz.

I started to slowly jerk my hips forward, pushing my cock toward her cheek as she rubbed my pecker, and looking up at me, undoubtedly wondering what I was doing, I reached down and appeared to help her rub my peter. Deems Taylor looked back down watching but when I tried to channelize my cock toward her mouthpiece, she looked up at me diffident as to what I was doing. I now put my hand on the back of her brain and gradually tried to draw out 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.

President Taylor looked up at me and I could separate she was scared, but when I said,"It's okay, don't worry,"she again looked back down at my cock. As I watched, Taylor again reached down taking hold of my cock 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 putz, I grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up until she was on her knees. Looking at me she asked,"What's haywire ?"

I immediately said,"Don't worry, it's O.K.,"and after a pause, 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 get 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 legs 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 finger my cock as I tried to positioning myself right between her legs as we kissed. She now spread her legs a little, allowing me to lower myself until my peter was against her crotch, but I needed to get her shorts off now and when I reached my fingers into the incline of her running drawers 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 scared that she wasn't going to let me fuck her and thought,"What should I do,"but I needed to bid it a little and so I asked,"What wrong."

Taylor timidly shrugged her berm and as our eyes met and we smiled at each former, I leaned forward and kissing her, I inched up pressing my hard cock against her crotch as I laid on top of her. I wanted her to palpate my cock against her, but at the Sami clip I realized I needed to decelerate down a short, and after we kissed for awhile, I rolled off her slightly but continued to bid my cock against her thigh as I sucked on her neck and continued to finger her dumbbell.

I slowly moved back up and kissing before moving back down to go down on her cervix, and make up my way down to tongue and suck her mammilla. I didn't want to stop and so I moved my hired man down to her privates, placing my hand on her mound through her short circuit.

This made her again gasp and when I looked up at her and our heart met, she looked a minuscule worried so I moved up to kiss her again, but moved my hired hand down to feel her kitty-cat through her underdrawers. It didn't feel as though she was wearing pantie and I knew I couldn't rush 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 take in and tongue her nipple again, but only for a moment, before continuing to snog down her stomach as I went. I gently spread her branch 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 breast, I kiss and mouthed her cunt through her shorts. I wanted this and with her shorts already persona way down, I decided to again try to get them off. I put my fingers in the top of her short on one slope, 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 draw in them all the way off. I looked up at her, she lowered her hips back down and smiled at me as I casting her trunks off the bed. I looked back up at her briefly and after smiling at each other, I returned my regard back to her pussy, 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 discerning and before I could get my hands 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 move her hired hand away telling her not to care. She was smooth and looked very tight ; I wanted to be in her and when I moved up to kiss her, my cock lightly brush against her pussy. 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 worry, I'm not going to do anything, unless."

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

I needed to try to comfort her psyche near I could, I didn't want to recede 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 Thomas More at comfort again, and as we hugged, I moved back down sucking her neck opening again. I think she too wanted to do it but was unsure about what was going to befall. She had to be younger than eighteen but as I sensed her relaxing, I slowly started kissing her chest, eventually moving down her breadbasket again until I was back down by her kitty-cat again.

Looking up at her for acceptance, I asked,"Are you okay ?"Taylor nodded and as I felt on her boobs I gently kissed her mound again and spreading her pegleg slightly, I moved down, kissing the inside of her peg. I wanted her so bad and eventually I kissed her slit. 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 breast. I gently started to tongue her pussy, which caused her to shrink a piffling and reach down, touching my head.

I looked up at her and taking her hand, I held it on her tum, as I spread her tight little pussy and continued to eat her. She was wet and as I continued to eat her pussy, Taylor started wiggling and twitching her hips, eventually she bent her knees slightly and started to stuff my head between her branch. She was grinding in a way as I ate her pussy. I was so laborious ; I wanted to sleep with her, but I was so desire I could get her to orgasm first.

At one gunpoint, she squirmed and arching her back slightly, told me to stop, but continued to defy my fountainhead down there. Taylor had seemingly cum, because she tensed up and squeezed my headland so hard, it hurt. Deems Taylor was out of breathing spell and as her ramification 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 cock against her puss. She quickly stiffened and pushing me said,"No don't."

I immediately asked,"What's wrong."

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

I kissed her and told her not to occupy, it'll be okay, and after a legal brief intermission 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 and smiling at her, I leaned forward and we kissed briefly as I put the principal of my cock against her wet little pussy. Looking at her, I asked,"Are you okay."

I really felt that she had to be vernal 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 pass my pecker into her besotted little slit. She was wet, but still really mean and as I pushed into her, I saw her take a cryptical breath 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 leg and asked her if she was okay. She was breathing hard and again she said,"It hurts."

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

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

I did cause a safety in my pocketbook 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 front of her, Taylor watched as I opened the software package and placed it on the head of my peter. She continued to watch 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 okay. Smiling, Elizabeth Taylor leaned up to kiss me, and after she shifted a petty 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 slacken button my putz in her. I tried wiggling the head of my cock in her scratch as I slowly pushed into her but I could see she was uncomfortable as my cock pressed into her. I needed to do this so I pulled out slightly and asked,"Are you okay, do you wanted me to hold back,"and when she didn't answer right away, I figured that was it, but eventually Taylor said,"Just be heedful, okay, go slow."

I knew I had to be careful, I wanted to fuck her, I didn't want her to stop me and as I started to drive into her again, I told her to unbend. She nodded but continued to bear on on me as I slowly tried to labor my cock into her."Oh yea,"I said to myself, I was in her now and as I started to sleep together her, I could see she was holding her breathing place and grimacing a little now and then.

Taylor was so tight and as I started to incite my cock in and out of her, I could still see she was in some pain in the neck, with her optic closed. I kissed and told her to relax, and as Zachary Taylor stopped pushing on me, I felt she must be trying to slow down, but could see she still had her eyes 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 discover me or maybe she didn't know what I meant.

cuddling her on the neck and holding her tight, I tried to focus my poking as my stopcock 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 point, 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 weeping she said,"Don't, I'm only ...,"but before she could finish, I pushed my hammer deep into her, which made her stop in mid prison term and blurt out,"Ow !"as she pushed me to terminate.

I kept my dick in her even though she continued to try to pull away and press me to get off her. Out of hint, I told her to halt and tried to guard her so she wouldn't move.

My cock was jerking inside her as my cum spilled out, filling her snatch with warm sticky cum. It felt so thoroughly to have cum and when I slowly tried to move my rooster in and out of her again and I happened to face at her, I realized she was upset. She had teared up as she continued to bear on 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 social movement of her. Joseph Deems Taylor leaned up, wanting to see and as she did, I too looked down. The rubber was hanging off my semi hard cock, heavy with cum and as she watched, I pulled it off my cock and held it up. Cum now dripped for my rooster and as Taylor continued to watch, I reached down and squeezed more cum out, letting it trickle 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 take 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 President Taylor was distraught and in a fox 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 pause 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 affair together in her mind as to what happened and in an attempt to quiet 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 bedchamber, but she wasn't there.

I sat there worried, 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 headland in agreement. 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 chamber and into the bathroom out in the hallway.

I was really skittish 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 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 adjacent 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."

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

I nodded my header and kissing her on the head teacher, 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 III and headed toward the forepart threshold. Taylor opened the doorway, and as I stepped out, I turned, took Deems 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 parkland on my way home.

I continued to walk my dog around the parking lot, hoping to run into her again but for a tenacious prison term now, I haven't seen her. I continue to worry about her, wondering just how old she really was, but really wanting to be with her again, to the full point of compulsion, but for now, I have my remembering about being with her, and preserve to hope that I will run into her again .