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nervous about his possess

s, are they Nike

pulling my pan

ave to do th

t?" I a

e said it was turning me on, and I prayed that my erection wouldn't grow

ored marble pillars as those on the entry-table in the foyer. Still no pictures adorned the walls. I had a fleeting thought, almost just like it was a nagging at the back of my skull, that there were no deer heads mounted on the wall. In fact, there was no hunting paraphernalia lying around at all.

have single visitors as company. These two chairs were set up perfectly so that just two people could sit across from each other and talk. I leaned forward in my seat nervously as he casually leaned back in his chair. His hair was soaked, and I could see how wild and unkempt it was. Finally in his own home, he close

hard cock up and down, twitching it under my sheepish glance, as if it were beckoning me to sit on it. I wouldn't have dared with how much he intimidated me. He couldn't be flirting

out yourself," he said,

me? I must have. How

d. I'm from Hillsboro, act

tell me about your likes, your dislikes. What turns you on, what turns you off?" Now for sure I saw his lips rise in

heard him correctly? Did he actually ask me what t

Oh, well ... I like lots of

yes and lifting one thick eyebrow

ght. He was staring at me intensely. Agai

d my answer with a quick

. rept

wildlife? What about dogs?

It was on a trip I took with my dad...well, my brother was actually there too. And I don't know, I haven't shaken that

talked. I was pinned to my seat under his piercing green eyes. "They treat you the way you deserve, however you deserve it. They know how to please you, but then and again ... they like to be pleased t

st his hips out to adjust himself