Ashley Lawrence - Italian Stallion

A tall, long red haired, dark eyes goddess of babe a woman. She looked like she was in college, which made me wonder why she was even there. She stared at me, just huge tits stared as I looked at her. She was wearing a long skirt, sweater, and had her hair flowing in the wind. Her eyes just never left mine, and for some reason I never left her’s. I just stared and stared. Mike, a fellow back up hits on my side. “Hey, Amateur Porn coach is calling for you. Jesus wake up Dylan.” I shook my head, looked over and saw coach yelling for me. I grab my helmet, get the play, and run in. After making my block for the running back, and getting pulled off the field, I put the helmet down at my spot on the bench, and look up. She is gone, and after looking around wonder if I was just dreaming. Her eyes were so dark around her pale skin, slight freckles, and long red hair. I was wishing the weather was warmer, her outfit didn’t really show her but I could tell she had a figure just from her face. Malcolm was the man again, and I am leaving the shower with only my few plays. Senior year, and just hoping to find a college interested in me but no luck yet. Season is almost over, temps dropping, and I am heading back to my car with another game on the bench. Told the folks I was going to head out for the annual win party. But really I am heading to a nice spot. Living in the mountains, I found myself a nice little hill where I can sit in the back of pick up truck, see the stars, and enjoy the flask I bought a while back and sip on my dad’s jack. Just a moment to take a breath, enjoy no stress, and no worries. Just me, the stars, and jack. Tonight was a beautiful softcore night, laying in the back of my truck and watching the stars, and just keeping warm on a brisk night. I feel myself just drifting away from the world, and hiding in my own little hideaway. “Dylan….” I hear softly as if the wind was talking to me. I sit up and look around, not seeing anyone. “Here…” I hear right before I lay my head back down. I look over and see a figure standing next to the tree. I thought I looked there before, must of missed it. “Hello, who is that?” I ask as I sit up and look over. “Come here…” I hear softly again as I slowly walk over. Curiosity has me, instinct is telling me to use my cell phone light, but curiosity is telling me to walk over and see. “I can barely see you, who is that?” blonde I reach the tree, and finally see those eyes staring into mine. She walks closer and looks at me, placing her hand gently on my cheek, then wrapping around my throat and pushing me against the tree. I felt my body lose all power, slowly drain away and get colder and colder. Her teeth in my neck, no pain just …. .nothing. I am being held down with one hand as she slowly drinks away my life. I feel a wave of euphoria over me, and for some reason I feel my cock get rock hard. She pulls away from my neck and licks her lips. “Hi, I am Shy.” She smiled at me as she cleaned the red from her lips, her hands rubbing against my body. “I’ve been watching you, wanting you, and can see you feel the same about me.” I look down and see she is rubbing my cock. I couldn’t speak, I just looked deep into her eyes. Wade finally sensed something and turned to follow George's sightline; the unexpected rotation was enough to make his shoulder brush Grace's breast, and both of them started violently. Sam beamed. We talked about making this a permanent arrangement since now this would be three babe good sized incomes in one house. “Sure you can” Bethany said coolly as she raised one leg and placed it over Tegan’s shoulder, placing her heel on Tegan’s back as if to draw her in. Tegan watched as her lips slid against each other, exposing a little blonde more of her inner labia. My mother had grown to be a very proper and subservient wife over the years. Presley wrapped her spit covered hand around her father's cock and started to stroke it gently. Suddenly, her legs clenched around my head as she came. I giggled a bit and said, She was taking him up to the rooftops. Her pixie style charcoal hair had line of pink taint, which looked cute huge tits against the tan fur of the sleeping satyr’s stomach. Zanyia If you wish to play, you will draw from the bowl. As the door slammed shut mom was busy telling me to get up as she had work for me to do. It would do things like: ship local produce, fruits and cheeses to not only his former ranch, but to other ranches in the extended Amateur Porn area. My wife was unable to get work off due to the meetings she had been scheduled softcore for and her ass of a boss would not let her out of them.