My Erotic Tail
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All you can eat catfish
We ate till we were swollen up. We playfully fed each other and tasted the tastey catfish and hush puppies. Abby would feed me a bite then I would place a piece in her mouth and my finger would glide across her lips. She would take my finger in her mouth and suck on it and remove all the flavor from it. Then offer me a bite and as my mouth opened she would put her finger in my mouth and I sucked on it.
At one point I dropped my napkin and as I reached down to get it off the floor. Abby opened her legs and reminded me she didnt wear under wear. I smiled.
The waitress offered us desert but I passed, I was saveing room for Abby to be my desert. We sat and let our food settle as we watched the river roll on by. We chatted about our lives and family. We watched bats dart in and out of the lights over the water as they made assaults on the moths that hovered around the illumination.
Every stump or log that floated by was an alligator to Abby. But I argued that she was safe and that they were logs. The occassional splashing at the surface would get our attention as the bass fed off the night lights as well. The moon had climbed up and lit up the sky and woods.
We paid for our meal and made a stroll along the "lovers walk."
The boarded blanked bulkhead that run along the river. Hand in hand, arm in arm we walked. The gentle breeze that blew caressed us and pushed us farther from the lights.
I turned at that point and embraced Abby and kissed her passionately. Her body fell into mine and we began pressing into each other more. The que that it was time to get to the house and in a bed. Not out in public. So we walked back to the Saab.
We were driveing back to house on the river when we saw the fawn on the road. The baby deer froze with the headlights. We stopped the car waiting for it to leave but it just stood there. I got out and so did Abby. I walked up to it as it never moved.
"Wheres your momma?" Abby asked.
"Oh I,m sure shes watching from the edge of the woods." I said.
Looking around I walked up and started gentle strokes along its back and it just side stepped a bit and allowed us to pet it. It was young enough it didnt know the fear of man or survival yet. We enjoyed the little fawn till we heard the sharp blowing sound from its momma. And the little fawn pranced on towards the hissing sounds of its mother.
We got back in the car and headed home. The drive was pleasant as we had the windows down and could smell the honeysuckle strong as we entered the dirt road.
We were back at the house and nookie jumped all over us in her greeting fashion. We went in the house and settled in with turnig the tv on and a few lights. As I turned the corner on the couch I felt as though I was tackled by a football player when Abby literaly jumped on me and we fell into the couch. Must have been touch football cause our hands were all over each other. Again.
We ate till we were swollen up. We playfully fed each other and tasted the tastey catfish and hush puppies. Abby would feed me a bite then I would place a piece in her mouth and my finger would glide across her lips. She would take my finger in her mouth and suck on it and remove all the flavor from it. Then offer me a bite and as my mouth opened she would put her finger in my mouth and I sucked on it.
At one point I dropped my napkin and as I reached down to get it off the floor. Abby opened her legs and reminded me she didnt wear under wear. I smiled.
The waitress offered us desert but I passed, I was saveing room for Abby to be my desert. We sat and let our food settle as we watched the river roll on by. We chatted about our lives and family. We watched bats dart in and out of the lights over the water as they made assaults on the moths that hovered around the illumination.
Every stump or log that floated by was an alligator to Abby. But I argued that she was safe and that they were logs. The occassional splashing at the surface would get our attention as the bass fed off the night lights as well. The moon had climbed up and lit up the sky and woods.
We paid for our meal and made a stroll along the "lovers walk."
The boarded blanked bulkhead that run along the river. Hand in hand, arm in arm we walked. The gentle breeze that blew caressed us and pushed us farther from the lights.
I turned at that point and embraced Abby and kissed her passionately. Her body fell into mine and we began pressing into each other more. The que that it was time to get to the house and in a bed. Not out in public. So we walked back to the Saab.
We were driveing back to house on the river when we saw the fawn on the road. The baby deer froze with the headlights. We stopped the car waiting for it to leave but it just stood there. I got out and so did Abby. I walked up to it as it never moved.
"Wheres your momma?" Abby asked.
"Oh I,m sure shes watching from the edge of the woods." I said.
Looking around I walked up and started gentle strokes along its back and it just side stepped a bit and allowed us to pet it. It was young enough it didnt know the fear of man or survival yet. We enjoyed the little fawn till we heard the sharp blowing sound from its momma. And the little fawn pranced on towards the hissing sounds of its mother.
We got back in the car and headed home. The drive was pleasant as we had the windows down and could smell the honeysuckle strong as we entered the dirt road.
We were back at the house and nookie jumped all over us in her greeting fashion. We went in the house and settled in with turnig the tv on and a few lights. As I turned the corner on the couch I felt as though I was tackled by a football player when Abby literaly jumped on me and we fell into the couch. Must have been touch football cause our hands were all over each other. Again.
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