Life is Good

Life is Good



Your husky alto

served notice

that though three were in

the Boston

Whaler, orgy was


those firm fifteen-year-

old D-cup breasts now spring forth

to titillate entire

bodies, not just the

erogenous zones.  The

third that day,

young “ant bites,” made the


middle-man, a cross

of stunning

beauty and carnal

knowledge due to an older

sister and her beau Rob, who

used to paddle out

in a small

inflatable raft to the

exact place

the telescope, placed

on the patio,

could zoom in

on the “action” that often

led to one

or both in the water

cold enough to calm, quench.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2013. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.


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