Everyday, I take my dog for a pass around this lake at a park near my house, somedays, especially on weekends I might go a few times a day, and it is true that people of all eld are drawn to former people with dogs, me included. This one particular day while walking my dog, I noticed what looked like a couple untested miss walking a big German Shepard, and as we approached each other on the path, I immediately noticed the miss holding the III. She had a very pretty face, a nice smile, and a corking little consistency. 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 fille with the dog said hi back, and as we passed each other, 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 miss, it pulled her, causing the two girls to titter a slight as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my chance to blab to her.

The girl with the dog was cute ; midget and had a great shape ; very perky. Again, I wasn’t sure how old she was but figured they were probably 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 clip, but after leaving the park, I found myself thinking about her, to the breaker point of obsessing about her and inquire 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 days later, there she was walking her dog around the park, but she was on the other English of the lake, and this time she was alone.

I knew we would eventually pass each other just like final time, and I was anxious to run into her again, but nervous too. As I continued to walk 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 rightfulness words to say and when we approached each early 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 Moore Young Jr., but that smile was infectious.

She was wearing a school t shirt that was kind of myopic, and because of the way it draped over her firm little boobs, it showed her abdomen slightly, but the tight running game shorts she was wearing really accentuated her second joint and her firm small 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 German Shepard and when I glancing back at her, I simply smiled and said, “ Hi. ”

It seemed to startle 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, regretting that I hadn’t said something more to stimulate a conversation, but as I continued on my walk, I realized I would stimulate another chance to talk to her because we would eventually pass each other again on the other side of the park, over by the entryway.

I told myself I had to pee sure to turn back her and try to strike up a conversation. I again watched her from the other side of meat 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 obtrusive leaping in her footmark, or maybe it was her dog pulling her along. In any case, I was starting to go a piddling uneasy, but I needed to try to lecture to her, and as we got closer, she was smiling and with out cerebration, 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 firedog started to roleplay a small 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 rock 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 motivate away from her, I told her it was nice to meet her. We looked at each early, and as we shook hands again, I could sense she was confused in a way, but I was so nervous, I had to step back and gather my thoughts. 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 require to do 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 tell 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 come her and as we left the park and turned to direct down the street, toward her house, the frump 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 turn back now.

Taylor headed us in through the garage, which lead right into the kitchen, where we unleashed our heel 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 reckon 18, but I quickly responded, “ fountainhead, if your 18, then I’m 2 or 3 time quondam than you. ”

As I looked at her for a reaction, she smiled and quickly said, “ You don’t look that old. ”

I was timid 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 bear on 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 short pause, she smiled and sarcastically said, “ Are you okay with that. ”

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

She said, “ How about a pop or piss, ” as she opened the refrigerator, I simply said, “ I’ll read some water. ”

She handed me a bottleful and as we stood there and continued to hit small public lecture, I could see Taylor was becoming more well-to-do because her organic structure language seemed to be a little more flirtatious, and I too was becoming more comfy and eventually I said, “ You are really attractive, Taylor. ”

Smiling, she seemed to enjoy the attending and it gave her more self-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 blockade and thought to myself, “ DOE she really feel I’m old. ”

I didn’t know what to say and I even considered leave, but as she moved over to where I was standing she took my mitt, and as we looked at each other she said, “ Don’t worry, I don’t really retrieve that, you’re very attractive. ”

And after a poor pause, Taylor said, “ Come on, ” and motioned for me to follow her.

She was much poor than me and as she lead us out into the living room I said, “ You really appear right in those shorts. ”

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

I grabbed her by her sides, holding her closemouthed as we continued to kiss. I couldn’t believe what was happening and as we continued to kiss, I gradually slid my hands up her sides, under her shirt. She gasped slightly as my helping hand made their way up to where I could feel the side of meat of her bra, wanting to feel her boobs.

Taylor moved one of her hired man down to my crotch, groping to experience my cock through my shorts. I was shocked but as she felt on my shaft, I moved my hands to find her boobs. She was immobile feeling and when she felt how firmly I was, she immediately started rubbing and experience my cock through my trunks.

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 early. She was definitely preoccupied feeling on my cock, 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 head me up the stair. As we got to the top of the stairs and walked down the hallway, she let go of my paw. When she let go, I immediately put my hand on the small of her binding as we entered her chamber. I looked around, gazing at all the posters 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 tummy, and said, “ This is my room. ”

As I watched her I thought, “ What majuscule legs 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 hesitant but as I sat down, she sat up and as we looked at each other, we again started kissing. Elizabeth Taylor immediately put her script on my thigh rubbing it and gradually moved her hand to my crotch, groping for my cock.

As we become more and more inflame, I gradually lifted her shirt over her chief, exposing her lacy short bra, and because her bra was done for, she held her bra, keeping her tit covered. I knew she really was t very big but nevertheless, I wanted to see and feel them.

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

Deems 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 boob were low. She had puffy nipples, not fully developed, but right now, I didn’t precaution. She quickly returned to feeling my rooster through me boxershorts and as we kissed, I quickly put my custody on her boobs, fondling them.

I didn’t want to hold back and as l moved down sucking her cervix and eventually moving down to tongue and take up her nipples, she held my head against her. It was so hot and when I stopped and leaned back up to buss her, she started tugging at my shortstop trying to get them down.

Quickly, I obliged her by standing up, undoing them and as I started to guide them off, she helped pulled them down too. As they fell to the floor, she groped my rooster through my boxers but only briefly before she was trying to take them off too. I quickly leaned down, pulling my boxershorts 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 floor and Elizabeth Taylor seemed a little in awe seeing it for the first time, and seeing it hard seemed to make her hesitant as I kicked my boxers aside. I started fondling my cock as she watched, and she seemed to be smiling a small as she looked at me, and so I pulled her to her genu on the bed. Pulling her close, we kissed, and taking her script, I guided it down until she was touching my cock. She pulled away slightly but eventually let me hold her hand down there as she looked on. I wanted her to keep going, I didn’t want her to stop over, I needed her to keep going.

I was definitely tough and as she took my peter in her hand, she sat back on her folded legs, and looking up at me, she slowly started to rub my turncock. It felt good and she became more concenter on stroked my hammer, only looked up at my occasionally for acceptance. I wanted to fuck her but I also wondered if she might want to suck in my cock.

I started to slowly shoot down my hips forward, pushing my cock toward her brass as she rubbed my shaft, and looking up at me, undoubtedly wondering what I was doing, I reached down and appeared to help her rub my cock. Taylor looked back down watching but when I tried to guide my cock toward her mouth, she looked up at me diffident as to what I was doing. I now put my hand on the back of her capitulum and gradually tried to pull 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.

Elizabeth 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 prick. As I watched, 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 genu. Looking at me she asked, “ What’s wrong ? ”

I immediately said, “ Don’t worry, it’s okay. ”

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 header 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 bed you.

I slowly had her lay back on the bed, but she continued to be somewhat fixated on my hammer as she uncoiled her leg as she laid back. I asked her motion 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 feel my dick as I tried to position myself decently between her wooden leg as we kissed. She now spread her legs a little, allowing me to lower myself until my prick was against her crotch, but I needed to get her shorts off now and when I reached my fingers into the sides of her running boxers and gradually started to draw out them down, she suddenly realized what I was doing and leaning up on her elbow, she reached down stopping me and said, “ I don’t know. ”

I looked at her scared that she wasn’t going to let me bed 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 articulatio humeri and as our eyes met and we smiled at each other, I leaned forward and kissing her, I inched up pressing my hard prick against her genitals as I laid on top of her. I wanted her to finger my stopcock against her, but at the Lapp time I realized I needed to slow down a little, and after we kissed for awhile, I rolled off her slightly but continued to press my cock against her thigh as I sucked on her neck and continued to feel her boobs.

I slowly moved back up and kissing before moving back down to suck her cervix, and make my way down to tongue and wet-nurse her nipples. I didn’t want to stop and so I moved my mitt down to her genital organ, placing my hand on her hill through her shorts.

This made her again gasp and when I looked up at her and our eyes met, she looked a footling concern so I moved up to kiss her again, but moved my hand down to feel her pussy through her shorts. It didn’t feel as though she was wearing panties and I knew I couldn’t rush it, but I wanted to get her short off.

Gradually, I moved back down, first sucking her cervix again as I fondled her boobs, eventually moving down to suck and tongue her mammilla again, but only for a moment, before continuing to kiss down her stomach 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 dope, I kiss and mouthed her pussy through her short circuit. I wanted this and with her shorts already section way down, I decided to again try to get them off. I put my finger's breadth 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 gaze back to her pussy, and immediately noticed she didn’t have a lot of tomentum 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 finger her, she reached both her manus 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 make a motion her hands away telling her not to worry. She was tranquil and looked very besotted ; I wanted to be in her and when I moved up to kiss her, my dick lightly brush against her puss. 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 question she said, “ Sorry. ”

I needed to try to ease her nous full I could, I didn’t want to miss 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. ”

President Taylor smiled and seemed to become more 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 young 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 pussycat 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 hammock again and spreading her ramification slightly, I moved down, kissing the interior of her legs. I wanted her so bad and eventually I kissed her pussy. I looked up at her solely to see she had her eye closed but seemed to be alright as I continued to feel on her pinhead. I gently started to tongue her kitty, which caused her to flinch a little and contact down, touching my head.

I looked up at her and taking her hand, I held it on her belly, as I spread her tight little slit and continued to eat her. She was wet and as I continued to eat her slit, Elizabeth Taylor started wiggling and twitching her hips, eventually she bent her knees slightly and started to squeeze my head between her legs. She was grinding in a way as I ate her pussy. I was so hard ; I wanted to get laid her, but I was so hoping I could get her to orgasm first.

At one point, I she squirmed and arching her book binding, she told me to stop, but continued to hold my head down there. Taylor had seemingly cum, because she tensed up and squeezed my headspring so hard, it hurt. Taylor was out of breath and as her legs 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 fight my rooster 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 worry, it’ll be okay, and after a brief pause Deems 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 barricade, I will. ”

She continued to look at me and after a short suspension she nodded and said, “ okeh, just go slow. ”

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

I really felt that she had to be immature than she said but I still wanted to hump her, and after a pause she nodded her head and gave me a sheepish grin and simply said, “ Yea. ”

I repositioned myself on top of her and quickly reached down trying to manoeuvre my rooster into her pixilated lilliputian snatch. She was wet, but still really tight and as I pushed into her, I saw her take a deep breath as I pushed into her Thomas More. She suddenly said, “ Stop, ” and pushing me to get off saying, “ It hurts. ”

I backed away slightly, letting my cock slip out of her, and as I did, I had a look that I might not be capable 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 short bit I said, “ Maybe we shouldn’t do it, ” but Taylor quickly nodded her pass and said, “ Yea, I’m okay. ”

I didn’t want it to hurt and after a light pause 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 have a prophylactic in my wallet so I leaned forward kissing her and inclination over the boundary of the bed, I grabbed my pants to get it. As I knelt in front end of her, Taylor watched as I opened the package 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 kiss me, and after she shifted a minuscule 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 get-up-and-go my shaft 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 dick pressed into her. I needed to do this so I pulled out slightly and asked, “ Are you okay, do you wanted me to kibosh, ” and when she didn’t answer right away, I figured that was it, but eventually Deems Taylor said, “ Just be careful, okay, go slow. ”

I knew I had to be careful, I wanted to have it away her, I didn’t want her to stop me and as I started to labor into her again, I told her to unwind. 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 fuck her, I could see she was holding her breathing place and grimacing a slight now and then.

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

It felt so just 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 hear me or maybe she didn’t make out what I meant.

caressing her on the neck and holding her tight, I tried to concenter my driving force as my prick 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 terminate, 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 split she said, “ Don’t, I’m only..., ” but before she could eat up, I pushed my putz deep into her, which made her stop consonant in mid sentence and blurt out, “ Ow ! ” as she pushed me.

I kept my dick in her even though she continued to try to pull away as she pushed me to get off her. Out of breath, I told her to stop and tried to hold her so she wouldn’t move.

My cock was jerking inside her as my cum spilled out, filling her pussy with warmth ; it felt so dependable to have cum and when I slowly tried to move my pecker in and out of her again. As I looked at her, I could see she was tearing up and realized she was upset. She continued to push me to get off her and so I immediately took my cock out of her and quickly got off her.

I asked if she was ok but could see she continued to be visibly upset as I knelt in straw man of her. Taylor leaned up, wanting to see and as she did, I too looked down. The condom was hanging off my trucking rig grueling cock, heavy with cum and as she watched, I pulled it off my dick and held it up. Cum now dripped for my prick and as Taylor continued to keep an eye on, I reached down and squeezed more cum out, letting it dribble on her bed.

Joseph Deems Taylor asked, “ What’s that ? ”

I was shocked and as I held the condom full phase of the moon 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 pause I smiled at her and explained it was her cum not mine as I held up the prophylactic again.

She was frantically trying to piece things together in her mind 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 rubber again.

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

“ Oh my god, ” I thought to myself, as I flushed the safety down the toilet and I went back to her bedroom, but she wasn’t there.

I sat there distressed, but eventually she came back and sitting on the sharpness of the bed. I tried to differentiate her not to worry and said, “ You don’t have to worry, okay. ” Taylor seemed to be thinking about something but nodded her head in concord. It was obvious that she was worrying about something and after a intermission, 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 hall.

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. President Taylor now sat next 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 headspring and kissing her on the head, I got up and I told her that she should do over to my sign of the zodiac sometime. President Taylor smiled and as she nodded her fountainhead, she stood up and walked with me down the steps. I quickly got my dog on the three and headed toward the front threshold. Taylor opened the door, and as I stepped out, I turned, took Taylor’s manus 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 home plate.

I continued to take the air my dog around the park, hoping to run into her again but for a foresighted time 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 level of obsession, but for now, I have my memory about being with her, and stay to desire that I will run into her again.