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 18th Nov 2008 08:14
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| He scratched his face and shook his head. He stood smiling, as if he recalling a moment. As I remember, my father, uncle, and him had spent a great deal of time up there drinking. It ain’t been the same since your father passed on. There hasn’t been a decent batch of shine in years. I sure miss him. He said You miss him or the shine, sheriff? I asked I miss them both. He answered. I’ll clear the way for you. Take the back entrance to the lake. We will be out here hours. He said while pointing the direction of the dirt road lead to the back entrance to the lake. I thanked him and drove on. The back way added another twenty minutes to the trip. I wasn’t in any hurry so I just continued to drive. As I pulled up to the lake noticed an old pickup sitting at the edge of the road that lead to the cabin. I pulled over to see what was going on and called out several times and got no answer. I was beginning to worry a little so I started walking up the road leading to the cabin. The road went on for about two miles ended up by a stream and the cabin sat on the crest of the hill overlooking the stream. I started walking up to the cabin, as I got closer to the cabin I started to hear something. I started to call out, but decided against it. The door the cabin was partially opened I hear a woman moaning. As I crept closer I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I definitely knew that I had to be extremely quiet. I didn’t want disturb her. I walked over to the side of the cabin. There was a bench underneath the tall window. I stood on the bench and could barely see inside. I stepped down and walked over to the tree and grabbed the old chair that had been there as long as I could remember. I placed the chair on the bench and carefully climbed up. I quietly wiped the dust from the window so I could get a good look. As I looked through the window I saw a woman sitting in a chair reading a book. I looked away then I began to think why would be moaning reading a book? I shook my head and looked back through the window. The woman sat there holding book with one hand. Then I noticed that her other was buried in panties. Now, I was staring through the window watching in disbelief. Every once in awhile she would turn the page and her freehand began to squeeze her breast. This was my first time watching someone masturbate. I suppose, you could it was pretty hot. She slid her hand underneath her bra and exposed one of her breasts. She stuck one her fingers in my mouth and her tongue flickered around it. Then her hand returned to her breasts and started caressing her nipple. Her other hand dropped and the book fell to the floor. I watched her began to breathe heavy. She removed the other breast from her bra and began caressing it. She sat there squeezing and caressing her breasts. She was wiggling in her chair. She pushed one her breasts up towards her mouth. Her tongue was circling her nipple and her other hand was between her legs. She had pulled her panties to
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28th Nov 2008
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| Inspired Author  Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: Australia & UK Posts: 26
|  Re: Dire Lake Nice story Mangus |
 
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4th Dec 2008
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| Inspired Author  Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: In the cream Posts: 1,191
| Re: Dire Lake Good story! Again, just some fine tuning, and this will be a hit outta the park!!
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12th Jan 2011
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| Moderator  Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Frolicking in the woods. Posts: 1,556
| Re: Dire Lake Great job! Good solid writing. Your descriptions are vivid and your action is hot. You could do much with this and I would love to see this continued.
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