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Ding Dong Merrily On High
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Ding Dong Merrily On High We met this week serving on the jury duty for the county where we reside...she immediately caught my eye in the rotating self-disclosure we all had to stand and make....tall, long blonde hair, with a lot of energy in her voice. In the jury room I sat two people away from her, by chance, and was able to ask some q's about her.....military service? Which branch? I learned some things about her, which I used to make conversation leaving the court house after the defendant pleaded guilty and we were set free. "Could I buy you lunch?" I ventured walking down the steps. "I really am not hungry, but thanks, " she replied and then as I walked away added, "Is there some place we could grab some coffee?" What ensued was a fascinating afternoon discovering her life story and how needy sh was to feel alive again. Where this happenchance meeting is going is totally awesome, like a fairy tale from a Christmas classic. Hence, the title, suggesting the following folly. While drinking coffee at a local McDonald's with no one present, sitting across from each other, her feet I felt rubbing my inside thighs and up and down my legs. Her facial expressions never changed as we talked, so I was at a loss whether I should make a move or not. "Well, thanks for the coffee and conversation. I guess I better go home. This is the most excitement I've had in six months." And with that she slid to the end of the table and looked at me with a pause. "Have you ever been up to Horsehoe Bend?" I asked. And before she could answer, I said to her, "Come on, let me take you in my car. It will do you some good. Afterall this is December and the weather won't be this pretty and warm for a long time to come." To make a long story short, we looped through the park and found a cozy place just overlooking the battlefield where I knew there was a trail up to the scenic point looking back down the hill. At the top is a picnic shelter and we found ourselves embracing there with nothing held back. "Keep it above the waist, please." she whispered sheepishly. Her kisses were strong and very suggestive...some biting and hard pressed lips...as I fondled her breasts reaching underneath her<b> sweater </font></b>top blouse and unhooked her bra to let her 36 c puppies out to be held. Her hands were all over my thighs and legs and she was trying to find my pony and balls to play with when I stated..."All hands above the waist?" Her response was so unexpected as she demanded..."Drop your drawers and stand over my face so I can get a good look at you." She sat up on the shelter's picnic table and lay her body down on the table with her head hanging just off the upper end, so as I stood there with my dropped drawers, I could see down the hill to the road...the car...and the path should anyone walk that way or observe us. Taking my balls in her hand she rubbed them all over her face and was licking them when my pony came out of the corral and stiffened up hard. She licked it all over, like she had done my balls and I knew because it had been weeks since I last came, that I was going to explode....so I backed off to separate from her to let her know who was in control. She whined. I could not believe it. "Do you swallow? I am ready to cum on yor face, if not." She reached for my manhood and before I could even resist, she took him into her mouth with a sucking force that felt so damn good I lost almost immediately all that had been saved up in my scrotum for weeks....a powerful load that just kept on coming as she sucked and swallowed and sucked and swallowed. She did not want to let me go. "The last man I did that to was a fellow army gunman in Iraq before I came home last Spring." She insisted that I not touch her in response. I wanted to go down on her right then and there and give her the pleasure she'd given me. I could see through her white pants that she was moist. "No, I said we have to keep it above the waist...I am not ready to have a man otuch me again right now," she insisted. "Besides, I've already wet my pants cumming playing ding dong merrily on high with your balls and pony!" |
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