His Fantasy

His eyes would watch her walk up the dirt road ,to go to the mercantile. Her beautiful wavy dark chestnut long hair bouncing and glowing in the morning sun.

I would instantly become engaged into the hardest,hardon. I would leave the hammering if the sets of horseshoes. I would escape to the ice house. It would never take long. But I stoked my shaft until the head of my erection explodes onto the hay ,.The hay I assumed was in hiding.

One day some confessed in ,that she spied on me almost Everytime. Once on purposely removing her lace panties ,so she could insert her finger into her virgin kitty.