Trina grabbed Makaela’s dark hair looking into her beautiful dripping face. “When did you become such a nasty little girl?” she asked. Makaela s...iled with full lips and glistening white teeth, before Trina could do anything Makaela got up and pressed her dripping mouth to Trina’s. This time it was Trina’s eyes that rolled back. Maybe she was the nasty one because she grabbed Makaela and began to kiss her harder smearing her own face and trying to savor every drop. So, so sweet. An hour later. It's probably your Dad."Richard and Emily burst out laughing, and the dour mood was swept away."We're going to hitch a ride," Emily said, starting off towards Morton Lake Farm.Richard frowned at Sandra. She just shrugged, and they set off after Emily.The third car that passed, about ten minutes after they set off from the feed store, slowed up ahead in response to their thumbs. An old Honda hatchback came to a noisy halt in the dirt and gravel on the shoulder.The three of them gave an excited. I felt his free hand move up between my body and the wall as he was cupping my breast and pinching my nipple. Then I felt his forearm slide up between my breasts as a strong hand went up around my throat, under my chin, to kind of hold my head and mouth there as he looked at me, still feeling him stroking in and out of me.One final time he said, “Tell me.”I looked him in the eyes, my expression reflecting each thrust of his hips into me, as I quietly said, “I want you to fuck my ass.”No sooner. Chester, however, knew this girl. He knew her better than anybody else in the company. He knew she was a caring, sensitive woman, who was hurt by the way she was treated. He may not have been interested in running the business, for the last three years, but he wasn’t blind, or deaf. He knew who had kept things going, and he knew it wasn’t him.He also knew he didn’t have much time left, and, after three years of mourning, he decided he was going to sit back with a pretty, sweet girl, and enjoy.