"follow me"
he did. the frosted grass crunched underfoot as monika and joey made their way to the pond. she obviously knew exactly where she was going but joey tried not to think too much about that. they wanted one another, badly and that's all that mattered.
it was so cold but monika was insistent; she wanted to take him across the tiny footbridge to the old willow that grew gnarled and bent over the pond. joey could just make out the shape of the ancient, majestic tree. she grasped his hand more firmly as if reading his thoughts; they were so close. the ground became uneven and they giggled as they began to stumble over some of the exposed roots causing plumes of smoky breath in the crisp air.
at last she had him just where she wanted him. joey gave way as she took him rather roughly by the shoulders and pinned him against the knobby bark, her body pressed firmly to his as their lips locked and began a soft, slippery dance.
monika made a noise deep in her throat, something between a purr and a growl and joey became stiffer still underneath his denim prison. she sensed his urgency and broke away, just a moment, so that she could look him in the eye as her hand grazed his erection. joey leaned in to resume their kiss but she placed a finger to his lips and made him pause.
he was trembling with a delicious combination of cold and desire but monika seemed perfectly comfortable. she worked the buttons on his shirt and planted warm, wet kisses where his flesh became exposed. With a sharp intake of breath joey made his pleasure known as she worked her graceful way down, fingers nimbly opening the front of his pants, freeing his rigid shaft.
the air was cold but her tongue so very warm as it began to play - kitten like - on the tip of his rock-hard cock. her arms encircled his hips in a loving embrace as she worked her lips and tongue over every throbbing inch of him. no girl had ever given him pleasure like this; no girl had ever seemed to relish and savour his flesh the way monika was doing right now. he gave in and let her have her way. her pace quickened and he felt he couldn't hold back much longer...he was going to spill his thick, hot nectar.
she seemed to sense the precise moment for she grasped his hips harder and drew him deep into her throat, the choice was hers and she was not going to miss a single drop. joey buried his fingers deep in monika's hair, bucked his hips and with one final thrust his head fell back and he moaned in surrender. his climax was so powerful he became light-headed and lost track of time - wave after crystalline wave of pure release. his body felt limp and deliciously lifeless as monika suckled his softening cock. there were no words that could describe what joey had just experienced; he was a most willing victim.
he was unable to help monika as he felt her re-dressing him; she didn't seem to mind. gingerly and expertly she tucked him away and re-did the zippers and buttons she had so craftily undone just - was it moments? - before. with a deep, throaty laugh monika fell against him. joey pulled her close and brought her lips to his; she acquiesced and they kissed tenderly and languidly. once again she took his hand and told him to follow. he did, happy and content. so happy in fact that he chose to ignore the familiar, slightly disturbing coppery taste left in his mouth from monika's kiss.
prevention is kinder than destruction. each year over six million healthy dogs, cats, puppies and kittens are killed as surplus. remember: neuter, spay and don't let them stray!