Post by goldenmyst on Aug 9, 2018 14:38:59 GMT -6
Ménage à Trios
Rosie says, “Do you ever fantasize about a ménage à trios? Of course, you do, just follow my lead.” She lays me face down in my aquamarine blanket. Rosie sits beside me in the cool stream. She kneads my derriere with her loving hands. My legs are parted in humble submission to the tendrils of water which pulse against my mystic manhood.
My beloved’s touch sparks a tiny star which ignites into a stellar furnace of carnal bloom with my bare body soaked in the creek water. She spanks and rocks my supple buttocks in a ménage à trios with the earth Goddess whose wet sand is a cocoon of liquid nurturing that fellates the woody I pop.
“Paul, how did it feel to make love to a creek bed?”
“Superb. But hey I’m stuck in quicksand.”
Rosie calls 911. “Help! My cousin is stuck in quicksand!”
“Calm down Ma’am. Firemen are on their way.”
“Oh, I’m so embarrassed. Ma’am he is butt nekkid.”
“What was he doing nude in the creek?”
“We were cooling off after sunbathing naked for an even tan. Here I’ll let him speak for himself. Paul, take the phone and talk to this lady.”
I can hardly form a word due to my panting. Rosie takes the phone back. The emergency lady says, “He sounds like he just had sex. Were you giving him oral or manual stimulation?”
Rosie says, “What kind of woman do you take me for? To tell you the truth he was making love to the creek bed.”
“Is he erect?”
Rosie asks me, “She wants to know if you have got a hardon?”
I respond, “Yes, I still have a stiffy.”
Rosie tells the lady, “Paul said he is still hard. I’m so sorry Ma’am; it was my idea; please forgive me.”
She replies, “That’s all right hun. We won’t send our ladies down there to spare their eyes.”
Rosie covers the mic with her hand. “Paul, try to go soft. Think of being immersed in ice water, Arctic ice.”
Rosie tells the 911 lady, “Ma’am, he pulled out all by himself. I’m so proud of him and relieved. But is this going to be on the news? My Mom would be mortified.”
Rosie says, “Do you ever fantasize about a ménage à trios? Of course, you do, just follow my lead.” She lays me face down in my aquamarine blanket. Rosie sits beside me in the cool stream. She kneads my derriere with her loving hands. My legs are parted in humble submission to the tendrils of water which pulse against my mystic manhood.
My beloved’s touch sparks a tiny star which ignites into a stellar furnace of carnal bloom with my bare body soaked in the creek water. She spanks and rocks my supple buttocks in a ménage à trios with the earth Goddess whose wet sand is a cocoon of liquid nurturing that fellates the woody I pop.
“Paul, how did it feel to make love to a creek bed?”
“Superb. But hey I’m stuck in quicksand.”
Rosie calls 911. “Help! My cousin is stuck in quicksand!”
“Calm down Ma’am. Firemen are on their way.”
“Oh, I’m so embarrassed. Ma’am he is butt nekkid.”
“What was he doing nude in the creek?”
“We were cooling off after sunbathing naked for an even tan. Here I’ll let him speak for himself. Paul, take the phone and talk to this lady.”
I can hardly form a word due to my panting. Rosie takes the phone back. The emergency lady says, “He sounds like he just had sex. Were you giving him oral or manual stimulation?”
Rosie says, “What kind of woman do you take me for? To tell you the truth he was making love to the creek bed.”
“Is he erect?”
Rosie asks me, “She wants to know if you have got a hardon?”
I respond, “Yes, I still have a stiffy.”
Rosie tells the lady, “Paul said he is still hard. I’m so sorry Ma’am; it was my idea; please forgive me.”
She replies, “That’s all right hun. We won’t send our ladies down there to spare their eyes.”
Rosie covers the mic with her hand. “Paul, try to go soft. Think of being immersed in ice water, Arctic ice.”
Rosie tells the 911 lady, “Ma’am, he pulled out all by himself. I’m so proud of him and relieved. But is this going to be on the news? My Mom would be mortified.”
