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Scoutmaster Dave exploded in anger, “Damn it Ron! You know a Scout is Clean and Reverent yet, you bring your filthy display of self debasement to dishonor the flag, the scouts and yourselves. Get out of here right now go get some buckets and wash my car before you do anything else. When you are finished you have KP and can do all the dishes and pots before eating yourselves. You need to clean up those filthy minds. Then you are to skip campfire meeting and wait by my car until I am back to inspect it. So get going now!”

If those two were not playing grab ass or fussing off, they were shirking or lurking.

The rest of the boys headed for the chow line and Ted ate his fill. Then he met his dad at the Troop Leader's table and they had some of the pie baked at the railroad shack that afternoon. The crust was amazingly flaky and perfect. The blackberry filling was tart and perfectly sweetened.

Ted commented, “I do love the taste of Trina's pie. It's just sweet enough.” Dave agreed saying that he liked a tart pie. Dave thought about that little pie between his daughter's legs as he ate his piece. The way Ted talked about her pie earlier sounded like he was talking about her pussy pie. She was 19 and working at the Girl Scout Camp up the pass. She swam every day if she wasn't hiking and had a trim fit figure. Like most swimmers her boobs were not huge. In the mountain cool air her nipples constantly poked out through the thin nylon racing suits. Dave and, his son, Ted were both well aware of Trina's assets.

The fathers and Scoutmasters finished off one of Trina's pies and Ted took the other one to the plywood food store box by his tent. The cool nights would keep it until tomorrow.

The next morning Dave found Ted and asked him to ride up to the Girl Scout Camp with him. He needed to talk with “Mrs. K” again about the emergency response system. “Mrs. K” was involved in many volunteer projects back home too.

She was a stocky woman with smooth skin and the biggest tits in 5 counties. She always handed out the milk cartons at grade school for the Federal Nutrition Program. Everyone agreed the right one for the job since she had the biggest jugs around. Since her husband worked on the military base at home she also got milk at the PX and probably could harvest her huge tits in a pinch. The railroad engineer, Buck brought her pies and she gave him milk to take back to his rail shack on the siding on the grade. Since he just went up and down the pass with the helper engine he did not get into town much. He hunted large and small game and brought her grouse or venison when he had it.

Mrs. K spent her whole summer away from her husband these days. She would go for a little quicky with Buck when he pulled in at the summit siding. When Dave and Ted arrived the train had just headed back down the mountain with Buck and one of the Brakemen. Mrs. K was busy cleaning Buck's sperm and his famous bear grease lubricant off of her breasts in the bathroom. She had previously made some hints to Dave, since he was away from his spouse too.

Today Dave had other sexual visions clouding his thoughts. His own daughter was always flirtatious. He had been away from his wife for weeks, and his balls had filled and backed up into his brain. He waited for Mrs K out by the lifeguard tower where Trina sat with her whistle and sun hat surveying a handful of early morning swimmers. She called down to Ted that, Kelsey wanted to go canoeing and she had to stay, at lifeguard duty, for a while. Ted went over to the boathouse and found Kelsey and they made out a little and decided to go out to a hidden cove where they could have some more intimate activity. They took their towels and some drinking water and went off to the closest place out of view.

When Mrs. K came out of the bathroom to meet with Dave she still had that telltale gamey smell of sperm and bear grease. A glob of Buck's come in her hair had been missed too. Dave chuckled to himself and they spread open the maps with all the fire roads and lookout towers marked out. One lookout tower down the ridge needed to have a final telephone check since it did not have direct radio contact with the Girl Scout Camp. Dave said he could go out there before he headed back to the Boy Scout's Camp Lake.

Ted and Kelsey arrived in the first cove and pulled the canoe up on shore. Kelsey stood on a rock that put her pussy right against Ted's cock and let her shorts drop to her feet. Ted dropped trousers and resumed kissing her and working her boobs through her t shirt. They were out of view of the camp but, up in the lifeguard tower Trina had her binoculars trained between the trees and followed the action while she kept an eye on the handful of swimmers below. The swimmers came in but, Trina stayed at the tower and fingered herself as she watched her brother fuck. He began to bone down on her best friend. He did some trenching, laid pipe, drove pile and deep drilled like a Texas roughneck.

As she watched, Trina pulled down her swim suit bottom and slipped fingers in her wet pussy as the lovers changed positions. Kelsey bent over for a rear approach and Ted honked her tits like the rubber bulbs on an old car horn. So enthralled with the voyeuristic enjoyment, Trina did not notice her dad climbing the ladder to the lookout. He poked his head up practically into her open pussy but, her eyes looked through the binoculars and did not notice his presence. His quiet shock turned to growing arousal. Trina was babbling as she frigged herself, “Oh yes Ted, fuck her good. Fuck her deep like you fucked me yesterday!”

Dave almost fell off the ladder when he heard that. His own daughter was cheering her brother to fuck her friend like he had fucked her! Trina was hot and she was definitely nasty. Dave's dick rose up past his belt line and poked out like a periscope looking for targets of opportunity. Now Trina started to come, she moaned and groaned and cheered to lakeside lovers in a low voice. Her dad had an eye level view of her sloppy slit and the scent hormones had the pre come oozing from his cock tip. Holding the ladder with one hand he started to pull him self off quietly with the other. Kelsey took it from behind until Ted got close to coming. “Shoot it on my face baby”, Kelsey begged.

Through her binoculars Trina cheered them on, “That's right, pull out and squirt it on her face or tits!” she said out loud. That was too much for Dave he loosened his belt and started stroking his dick more effectively until the ladder began to creak. Trina put down the field glasses and saw her father's face practically in her pussy as he jerked himself one handed. “Get up here before you fall down to the ground,” she ordered. “Let me help you with that. It's not safe to be flailing around there on the ladder hanging on with one hand.” Dave did as he was told and climbed up to the bench in the observation box. Trina took hold of his dick and handed him the binoculars. “Here, Dad. Check out Ted, over there through the trees, by the cove.” Dave watched Ted rubbing his expended dick on Kelsey's sperm covered face and tits. Trina skillfully pulled his dickhead and began to extract his juice like a milkmaid with a cow's udder. He could not hold back, he thought about his son's boob squirt and wondered what Mrs. K's tits looked like when they had been juiced on earlier. Her nipples were as big as fried goose eggs and if they swelled up the could stand up like big tea cups. Dave shot his load out into the air and onto the sand below. Trina took a handful and slurped it up and then kissed her dad with a sloppy sexy french kiss. “We need to find a better spot, Dad!”, she said. “I am not assigned anything the rest of the day and Ted looks like he has his work cut out for him. Let's go somewhere together.”

Dave had his clearest thought possible under the circumstances. “Do you want to go down to the fire lookout on the ridge with me?”, he asked. Trina quickly agreed and she scampered down the tower leaving him to clean himself up and compose his inspection plan.

Mrs. K noted the wet spot on his Scoutmaster uniform and chuckled to herself. Dave told her Trina wanted to go along and she agreed that was a good idea. She told him, “I want a very thorough inspection and full report. The Forest Service, State Fire Marshall, and Sheriff depend on that lookout to head off a disaster up here near the summit.”

“Trina and I will take our time and cover every detail,” Dave replied. Mrs. K smiled she knew he and Trina would definitely take their time. The father and daughter got into his wagon and headed down the fire road to the tower. Just as soon as they were around a couple of turns, Trina pulled her shorts off and opened Dave’s zipper. She kissed his neck as he slowly piloted the vehicle. Then she put his free hand on her pussy. With both hands Trina started pumping her dad's cock again. Then when it felt stiff enough she hopped over and straddled his legs and took the wheel, while she rode his dick. Dave kept his foot lightly on the gas and relaxed as his daughter steered the wagon. The bumpy road added some extra strokes to her reverse cowgirl movements. She was in no hurry for him to come and she sat down and just hunch squeezed him after a while. It was a relaxing slow drive with no reason to hurry. The saw toothed ridge had a high point that blocked radio transmissions and views in the direction of the lookout. Trina pulled over at the tower and Dave let of the gas and set the brake. They disengaged from each other and kissed as they got out and looked around. Dave said they should check the facility first and check out each other more when they got up to the tower itself. The generator room, cellar, water tank and outhouse were all in good shape and they swept them up and latched the doors. Nothing was locked since cross country skiers or late season hikers or hunters sometime used the buildings for emergency shelter.

Then Trina scampered up the fire tower first to see the view across the mountain range.
Dave wrote and signed papers and logged the time and date of his inspection. Then he joined her going up the staircase to the top. The little cabin had a two bunks, a radio, telephone and sighting devices. The furniture legs sat in glass insulators for lightning safety during thunderstorms. Dave had brought a new set of blankets and linens and set them on the table. Trina stripped off her clothes and threw off the covers on one of the bunks. She lay back on the bed and said, “What do you think if my sugar pie Daddy?”

“Well maybe it should be a cream pie,” her dad replied. “Let's see how it tastes.”
With that he dove face first between his teen daughter's legs and started consuming her juices, licking her slit and probing her channel with his tongue. Trina just lay back and enjoyed her dad's attention. She knew he had to be thinking of her as much as she had been thinking about him. Dave had been away from his wife Gail. He had a summer storage tank of fluid that needed to be released.

“Oh yes Daddy lick me right, lick me slow. You make me so fucking hot and wet Daddy. I can't believe how much this turns me on. Dave had a hard on like an iron bar. His daughter's smell and taste made it so stiff and so throbbing. He continued to lick her and he fingered Trina deep inside and hooked her g-spot and pulled it back so he pressured her clit from the front and the back. His daughter soaked his face with her juice and clamped his finger with the tight grip only an athletic teen has. “Now Daddy I want you inside me. I am so hot for you. Please fuck me Daddy. Fuck me and don't stop.” Trina begged for dick and her dad complied.

He crawled onto the bunk and slipped his hard and angry shaft into the first inch of he vestibule. The heat amazed him. Slowly he kept feeding his dick inside and working it around like a plumber's snake clearing out a clogged pipe. She was tighter than anything he could remember and when he finally got himself stuffed in all the way he stopped to catch his breath. Then Trina started working her muscled on her dad's dick. The camp nurse had given her some kegel muscle exercise instructions and a stainless steel probe to squeezed on to build her strength. She worked his muscle like a boa constrictor from top to bottom with out having to move an inch. Her clamping and scrunching had his balls cinched up in no time and he blew his safety valve like an unattended pressure cooker. Trina felt his sperm warm her cervix and the pressure jolt made her ears pop. “Wow Daddy, that was hot making you come with out moving. It makes me want to try some other things too!” his daughter exclaimed.

She lay under him and held him close and let the splooch ooze from her piston seal as he wilted from her crushing squeeze. They held each other and kissed slowly and continued to make out on the bunk. After a while, they sat up and looked out at the view and held their arms over their shoulders and waists. The view was beautiful. In the distance they heard the horn of the afternoon freight laboring up the pass with the helper engines at the back pushing up the rear.

“I think that was one of the best orgasms I ever had,” Dave said. “I know it has been a long time since your mom and I slept together but, nevertheless it was really special.”

“Dad, you turn me on so much. I fucked Ted too but, this was even hotter.” Trina replied. She got up and wandered around the lookout and opened the cupboard. Inside she spotted a glass mason jar with a familiar looking substance. She opened the lid and sniffed. It was some of Buck's bear grease and she wanted to milk her dad's prostrate next. The would work as well as the petroleum jelly and she couldn't wait to make him come hands free.

After a half hour she noticed his dick was starting to pulse and rise again as she walked around naked. Without a word she took the jar of bear grease and sat down on the bunk with him and pushed him back to lay down. She lay a damp wash cloth over his eyes and told him to just relax and feel her touch. She traced his chest and nipples and then down his belly bypassing his dick and balls. Then she pushed gently on his perineum. Trina lifted her finger and then applied some bear grease liberally and circled his anus to lube the entrance. Adding a little more of the natural salve she entered his bung hole and gently found his juice gland inside. Gently Trina fondled her dad's prostrate and watched his erection respond to the fluid pressure she created inside. Dave moaned in approval and she squeezed his balls a little to add some testicle hydraulic boost to the building head of steam. Then she focused on just finding the rhythm that matched his cocks blood pulsing. Dave babbled nonsense about his load building and balls cinching. “Oh yes baby. Milk Daddy's gland. Shoot his spewage again. Make me come baby. Make Daddy squirt his fuck juice. Oh god. Oh god, forgive me for wanting like this.” He smelled her pussy juices and the earthy bear grease. He thought about Mrs. K's giant breasts greased up with the bear lube and he thought about his girls nice nipples. His gland was throbbing again and his dick started to pulse without being touched. The contractions began to spasm and Trina positioned her face to receive his fluid gift. Dave began to babble again,“Oh god baby, that's incredible. You aren't even touching it and you are blasting my dick juice like it is a fire hose. Milk it baby, milk Daddy until he runs dry. Oh I love you baby.”

Trina positioned her mouth to slurp in his come shot and he emptied his gland into her waiting gullet. Some stray splashed got on her face and tits and she rubbed the excess like a moisturizer cream onto her skin. The train horn wailed in approval as dad and daughter moaned.

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She was looking forward to seeing him again. Their last meet up at the bar had been a success. They had chatted over drinks for hours and had really hit it off. It was surprising really because the friend that had set them up was notorious for getting it wrong every time. But the hopefulness inside her proved that maybe this time was the exception. He was tall and blond. His blue eyes pierced right through her when he turned his gaze on her. But his personality was what really won her over. He...

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Living a CAP Based PresentChapter 56 On the Bridge

The passage only went a few meters past the trio of doors before abruptly making a left turn. The passage straightened out again with single doors appearing on both walls. Beyond that I could see another sharp turn to the left. “Two doors?” Miki asked. I walked up to the doors and looked. The one to my left had a placard reading “Captain Mark Parker” centered at about eye level. I pointed to it. “I think this one leads to my quarters.” “Ohh, let’s look at that first!” Miki said. “I want to...

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The Bridge

The Bridge Author's note: This story contains frank discussion of suicide. Please read with care. From the moment I saw the bridge, I knew it was destined to be an important part of my life. It dominated the area, so everytime I went for a walk around my neighborhood I found myself looking in awe at it, Then I would shake my head, to try and get on with my life. Unfortunately, that was becoming much harder than I would have liked. Mostly because of a struggle I'd dealt with...

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Near The River And Under The Bridge

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At the Bridge

Later, when I was ready for another stretch break, there was a thirty-something man who looked to be enjoying the view down from the creek bridge. I probably spent 15 minutes there, we talked a bit about his favorite sport and team, he's a big Eagles fan. He was very friendly, very animated, and was very polite. He called me Sir a couple of times, and he wasn't even raised in the South. I introduced myself and he said his name was Michael; on parting he said he'd see me again on the...

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Boy From Under the Bridge

“So, you thought at fourteen you could just waltz into Los Angeles and become a star.” “I don’t want to be a star, Larry,” fourteen-year-old Sandy Ashley said. “I want a star to be my sugar daddy. Being a star is hard work. Being the boy he comes home to and has to keep secret is a piece of cake.” “As long as you let him fuck you whenever he wants,” Duane said. “Don’t crowd him, Duane. Boy’s got a right to do what he wants.” “Got that all figured out, then,” Duane, the other homeless guy...

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Another Place View from a Bridge

Immediately I could tell she was thinking of jumping, you don’t stand on the outside of the bridge rail to look at the view. I thought it would be a waste if she did, she looked very pretty: A natural redhead with nice long legs. ‘You’re not thinking of letting go are you?’ I asked. ‘It’ll make a terrible mess for someone to clear up.’ ‘What’s it to you?’ Her head jerked around, revealing flashing green eyes. ‘I’m one of those who has to clean it up.’ I shrugged. ‘Oh! I’m soooo sorry for...

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Wizards Apprentice 1 Warmuth Bridge

The color of magic was what started it all. I was only a boy of three, so I did not know that it was the year 381 Regus Cani, the 381st year in the reign of King Canilus the Eternal. Not that I knew that either, nor did I know that it was the year that would come to be known as 'The Red Death'. I did not know that half the world was ablaze and the half that wasn't was quickly dying. As a boy of three I watched with my parents as the wizard Belmont of Archille razed the slums of Mardain...

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The Bridge

The bridge was neither long nor wide. A simple wooden structure spanning the narrow but deep gap between the disappointments of the past and the uncertain future. To introduce myself, I am Lyle Jedermann, now thirty-eight years of age. A man formerly distinguished from other men only as the husband of Gloria, thirty-six, and the father of Robert, age twelve, and Anna, age eight. A very satisfying family situation but having a weighty set of obligations. To meet my obligations as a husband and...

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Triplet X Love Times 2 Book 4 Sex CampChapter 15 Toll Bridge

At around 2 in the morning, after several hours of partying in the Riverdale cellar, most of the guest as well as the Riverdale occupants themselves started heading for bed. The Riverdale boys had in fact been able to convince the Navaho boys to visit them, and on finding themselves with their girls for the first time in days had gone fuck crazy for hours before they even said hello to the girls (not that the Navaho girls were looking to talk either). Only four couples remained past 2...

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Gangbang at the Cement Bridge

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Camping at Ayers Naturel Bridge

I had to go on business trip to Sheridan WY. I asked my wife Allison, if she wanted to go on a road trip, she always does. As we were travelling along I-25; Allison noticed a sign for historical site on the old Oregon Trail. The name for the site is Ayers Naturel Bridge; she asked if we could stop, I told her on the way back we will. As promised we stopped on our way home. Ayers Natural Bridge is a beautiful oasis in the middle of the high desert of Wyoming. After driving five miles down a...

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The Bridge

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The Bridge

It was late at night. Very late! She and Tom were walking home after a great night of drinking and dancing in town. Giggling they made their way up Frankton Street up towards the overbridge. The night around them was quiet, most people were sound asleep, but as they reached the overbridge she could see the lights of cars rushing past beneath it. It was surprising the number of cars considering the time, but this was a big city, it was always on the go. As they walked Tom placed hand on her...

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Under the bridge

The passing traffic looked like a blur to Keyaron's eyes, fuzzed lights in a sea of glare. Anything beyond that was just a foggy haze of looming shadows, and blackness. The sound of passing cars and trucks were hard, but nothing hit him as the constant shock of the cold. Bradford was bitter some nights, and it wasn't even snowing. It was the type of cold that cut straight through whatever you were wearing.Not much further and maybe he could forget a bit of cold for a while. Keyaron kept his...

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Thrilling Sex With Colleague Under The Bridge

Hello, I am Sakthi Suriya and this is my second story here. I am 24 years, 6 ft fair complexion, athletic built with a 7-inch thick tool. Thank you all for your response for . This story is all about how me and my colleague Shivani (name changed) had a thrilling sex encounter under a bridge when it is was raining heavily. She is around 5’10” height and she is a bomb with a cute and seductive face, big boobs and a perfect curvy ass. I work in an MNC at Hyderabad and our company is on the...

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Under The Bridge

I've always admired a shapely calf and ankle. I couldn't say why. 'Personal aesthetics', I suppose. Then again, my appreciation of beauty was a little different to most. But I could certainly enjoy the simple things of life. Like calves and ankles. Kelly taught me to admire 'the thigh' without saying a word. It was difficult to avoid. The precocious length of her skirts ensured regular inspection. They were firm and deeply tanned and I swore her skin shimmered. It was clear she thought...

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Burning Bridges

Cigarette smoke seared Stacey’s lungs. Her heart ached, her body burned, and she knew what she was about to do was wrong. Screw it. It’s over. She toggled from photo to video and hoped the cell wouldn’t cut off mid-way. “Got it?” “Yeah.” Turning around, she bumped into Matt’s protruding cock. “Jesus.” The thing was a monster. Her legs wobbled. Mouth salivating, she licked her lips and clenched her fingers. For the first time in her life, she wanted to drop to her knees and just worship a...

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Bridges

I'd been expecting it for many months, but still, when my sister Sharon finally called, I had the reaction of having run over a big ass roofing nail in a bad part of town. "Hey Paul," she began, then getting down to business. "Listen, the reason I'm calling is we really need to do something about Dad's Shack." Sharon and I had never been particularly close. Even growing up as the only kids. There was always a mysterious barrier between us. Both of us, we rarely and only picked up the...

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Building Bridges

Ruth still thought about the day she was sold to the Hampton Plantation. She figured she was about six or seven when the overseer burst through the door and grabbed her. She did not know why, but assumed it had something to do with her mother, as Master Jones was yelling at her about helping another hand go missing. The only thing Ruth could think of at the time was what her mother did really wrong that the Master needed to punish her. Normally she only saw the Master on but a few occasions,...

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The Walk of LifeChapter 10 People Are Lonely Because They Build Walls Instead of Bridges

December 16th 1996 When I woke up, I was groggy, but Chloe was already up and had a cup of coffee for me. Today she was dressed in sweats. “So, we gonna work out today?” She asked with a smile as she handed me the cup. I took a sip, my mind not awake yet. “That is why you bought the work out clothing right?” She asked. “Yeah.” I said in a raspy tone. “That’s why I bought them.” “Good!” Meagan said, coming out of her room in sweats. “Because I’m in too.” The three of us headed out and...

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Summer CampEpisode 27 Building bridges

They came up for air almost at the same time. The girls were laughing but Hunter came up with a great loud 'GASP' before he too started laughing like an eight-year-old. For the next ten minutes, the three played like otters; wrestling with each other, swimming and diving together in a complex game of 'cat's cradle', totally unconscious of the fact that their naked bodies were in frequent and intimate contact (or, perhaps, was it rather that they finally accepted that physical contact was...

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The MassageAtlanta Cheshire Bridge

Anyhow several weeks ago I was in my company car, it was 2001, heading to meet with some field employees in the Cheshire Bridge Rd area. As I drove down the street I noticed a sign that said “Sauna, Stress Relief”. My 7’’ dick immediately twitched, but I couldn’t stop, so I made a mental note to come back. That time is now. As I rounded my car around the driveway into this place back parking area, I knew what could happen inside. I would pay a door fee, go to a private room, get naked and...

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On the Bridge

The day was unbearably hot and now the cool night air feels great as we walk. I missed you so much. It’s late and there’s no one else out, as if the world is ours. On a park bench we kiss deeply and our hands roam over each other. The passion is increasing. I can’t stop gazing at you. Your eyes, the curve of your lips, the way your hair frames it all. The moonlight is just enough. I want to burn this image into my memory After a while we get up and walk. The path slopes towards the trees and...

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Under the bridge

I am so hot and horney I need to take a walk and find some young slut with a big hairy dick to call my own. Born without a dick or a pussy I only have a tight ass and a willing mouth and I want something hard up my ass...something to explode inside of me and I don’t care if it is big or small as long as it is willing....So I parade up and down the street faceless and with a hairy open ass to accept what ever comes along. and there is a man under the bridge with one of those of funny signs that...

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Eric Olafson Midshipman Vol 4Part 36 INTERLUDE DEVASTATOR BRIDGE

“I think it is safe to say, the Nul took the bait and there is a security leak as NAVINT expected.” Captain Harris said looking at the massive Nul fleet of no less than eighty carriers and sixty Nul Battle ships entering the Algeri System, already releasing their fighters. Stahl standing next to him, grunted.” Yes information about the convoy was sent to the Nul and the culprits have been identified, but the Nul responding with the largest strike force I have seen them dispatch since the...

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Eric Olafson First Journeys Vol 2Chapter 25 On the Bridge

“Your arm is as good as new and those nasty burns on your back are all patched up in a few more minutes.” The CMO of the Shetland was obviously pleased. The Old Admiral, the Captain of the Shetland and three Yokuta elders stood there waiting till the doctor was done. I didn’t like them watching me getting medical aide but seeing the clouded face of the Admiral. I was certain this was the least of my worries. To me most Yokuta looked alike but I was certain, this was the Speaker of the...

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Steven George the DragonThe Obstructive Bridge

STEVEN CONTINUED on his journey in the morning with a light heart, a ridiculous hat, and sore feet that were slowing his normal walking pace. He changed socks in the morning, washed out his first pair, and hung them from his pack to dry. He discovered that he had blisters from the previous day and they made walking painful. He had traveled only 11,256 steps that day when the blisters got the better of him and he was forced to make camp to tend to his feet. He used a pinch of the wise woman’s...

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