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There were a few others at the Falls, two children and their family who splashed and played, I brought out the wine and the cheese and bread…just enough for the two of us. The sun was in its descent…early afternoon. Stupid me! I had forgotten to bring a cork screw…how to open the wine blowjob without a screw? There was that word in my mind here with a god at the falls…but I was “screwless.” I looked at him in dismay. “Give me the bottle,” he said and laughed. “I know what to do. Say a prayer and close your eyes,” he laughed again. And I did so. A moment later he took my hand and gave me the bottle, now open. “How did you do that?” I exclaimed…”Magic! Don’t you believe in Magic?” I laughed. “But how?…” “I used my thumb,” he said. “That is a very powerful thumb,” I remarked and we both laughed and drank from the bottle. Then cheese, bread, our little makeshift sandwich and more drinking from the bottle…the splashing of the water from the falls, the sky in the afternoon beginning to turn pink…I looked around…the children and their families were gone…the two of us were very much alone…I looked at Percy. “This is why I come here at this time. For peace.” Peace, I thought, alone with a kind of peace… or if I was a piece…if only there was a book of verse with Old Khayyam…but a loaf of bread, a flask of wine here in the wilderness, with Percy…we shared the bottle…warming me in Paradise. The wine was almost gone. “Can I tell you Carol?” I looked at Percy. “I often come here but this is enchanting being alone here with you.” That word in my head” ‘enchanted’…or ‘enchanting.’ I closed my eyes…truly…enchanting and a song came to me….Then Percy said: “I have a confession,” I looked at him questioning, “I come here so often in the afternoon, I have a cache just for an occasion like this.” The sky was growing pink. Percy stood and dived in the water. I watched his strong Fucking legs and firm buttocks under his suit as he dived into the pool and disappeared under the falls. He was gone now to his ‘cache’ emerging in moments…a bottle of wine lifted above his body, a gorgeous smile, swimming to me and beside me now…using his thumb to open it, pushing the cork inside…”Surprise!” he exclaimed and we were both laughing. I hugged him…”Just for moments like this?” And shared the new bottle. Hugging again. His body was wet and slick sucking and I rubbed his back…His hands were on mine, smoothing down my spine and I began to tingle. That word: ’enchanted.’ I swallowed from his bottle, mine now empty…I kept him in a hug, his hands massaging my back and down my back. I heard the words of Oscar Hammerstein II, and the singing of Mary Martin or Mitzi Gaynor…they looked into the eyes of Ezio Pinza or Rossano Brazzi…And it was me Carol at the Sacred Falls looking into the eyes of him, Percy…smiling…Some Enchanted Evening….I will meet a stranger…thrills went down my back…his hands were down my back…my hands rubbing his back and down…”Who can explain it? Who can tell you why?” Those beautiful words of the song…and our hands on each other: who can explain it? Not the words but the feelings, just now, in the wilderness, in Paradise…the sacred falls…his hands on my back…I shouldn’t…I wouldn’t…but I was…I was hot…his terribly hot hands on me…stroking, stroking…I didn’t know what would happen next but they did. He stood, lifting me…we embraced…”Some enchanting evening” the sky was pink…he removed my top…my breasts pressed against his nakedness…I pulled at his shorts and he peeled them off, he pushed my bottoms down…we were two hot naked lovers, our flesh meeting…he was stiff and hot on me…I reached down…he pulled us into the pool, beneath the waters, our bodies joining and up…kissing couple now…our tongues…our bodies..he lifted me 69 to the shore and on my blanket. John looked on in continuing amazement his cock now rigid and throbbing. Chris dropped down completely on me as his thrusts started to become quicker and harder. His erection stirred in his trousers. Her eyes narrowed, "No." I reclined back in my seat, not caring that people were coming in and out of the store. Occasionally the vibrating bullet would send some pleasure to his cock but only for a few seconds. Starting on three, two, one.” Want to try it out?” she asks. I went straight to the back corner of the form classroom, realising that the bunch of boys who sat in front of me didn’t look so friendly. At college he could do as he pleased--party, stay out all night, raise hell, get drunk, whatever he wanted at any time. The two men walked out slowly to make sure nobody was watching. “Ooh, Mom tasted amazing, bro,” Maria said. They paused and Scott stood upright, their pelvis still together. I bet you suck a mean dick! We were happy together and I don’t want you brooding the rest of your life because of me. Find that person and give them everything you gave me. I’ll always be in your heart, my love, blowjob I promise you that. Obviously, I felt that was a strong vote of confidence. Then I smeared peanut butter on the exposed toast before capping the sandwich off with the final slice of toast with jam. Internet, here I come. I make a pouty face, I know he likes that... I rang the doorbell. After I recovered from the initial shock, I started slowly pumping in and out of her. Now Fucking that you know what he is, you don't love him at all. Her neck. Brenda had the idea of trying to identify couple high school senior girls who were much like her to man them. She was out of control. And then she returned sucking to her room. I was about to erupt. She was a nervous wreck the whole time and the small room smelled pretty funky by the time they were through. And after it was 69 over, I felt like a God damn queer, or something." “Show Jean Pierre how good you are.