This tradition was commonly referred to as Sheepshaggin'. On the evening before Linus Day, all the young and unmarried women would dress fetish up as sheep blowjob and hide in the woods or fields. Then, as soon as the sun had set, the men would go out as well. If they were in a relationship, it was their task to find their girlfriends and if they did, their love was supposedly destined to be true. The festival of sheepshaggin’ was arguably even better for those who were not in a committed relationship. If you were a single guy, tradition allowed you to go into the forest and have sex with as many dressed-up girls as you could find. All night long, all single and willing females were considered fair game. And better still, the complete darkness of the new moon and absence of electric lights practically ensured complete anonymity, if that's what you desired. It was understood that even a total loser could get lucky on sheepshaggin’. Me, I was not a total loser and furthermore, I was in a serious, albeit waning, relationship. This night, like every other sheepshaggin’ for the last three years, my girlfriend Amanda was somewhere out there waiting for me, but Brunette tonight I had not been able to find her. I had been searching the dark woods and desolate fields for ages and looked for her in all the places that used to mean something to us, yet I was still wandering alone. I had run into several dressed-up girls in various locations, but none of the lambs proved to be my true love. In a way, it was indicative of our relationship; I just did not know what Mandy was thinking anymore. After we finished high school almost a year ago, I left the island to attend college while she chose to stay behind and find a job. big cocks Although we telephoned almost every day and I did my best to be facial with my girlfriend as much as possible, our relationship had been going downhill ever since. Especially over the last few months she had changed, becoming more and more detached from me. Whatever remained between us now was purely physical. I mean, the sex we had was still great, but at times it felt more like she was an escort than a girlfriend. A month ago, my friend Dave told me that he had heard that Mandy was making new friends and seeing other guys. A few days later I had confronted her, and we had a big fight, during which she vehemently denied the accusation. The subsequent make-up sex was spectacular, and maybe I was a bit too eager to believe her after that. But it didn't seem so far-fetched to me now. In fact, it would explain a lot. It was pitch dark. The only light around was from the few ships far away on the ocean and the millions of tiny stars above me. A gentle breeze rolled in from the sea, dragging thin, ghostly shards of fog into the valleys. I was shivering. Although the vast stretches of water surrounding the island provided us with moderate temperatures all year round, it was quite chilly tonight. Many minutes later, licking cum from my chin and knowing cum was probably leaking from my pussy, I stopped at Mr. Franklin’s door. Then, behind a coy little smile, big cocks she poked her tongue out, and tasted it. 8pm comes and I am waiting outside Brunette for Rob to come get me. 8:15, 8:30, 9pm… no sign of Rob. I glance questioningly in her direction. She briefly sat on her knees to undress. “Don’t you?” blowjob Mom put me on the pill when she found out what was facial happening, but Carlo and I still used condoms. “When are you going to bring it up?” It will be a three part.. She had big plans for us and made promises she couldn’t keep. Her lips nibbled on my lobe, making me entire body tingle. “And you spent, fetish what, about two hours? “Just enjoy that smoke while I get you warmed up,” I replied as I smiled at her. “No. Absolutely not.