I dunno what was driving me to do all this. But my instincts were screaming to go on and eat it. While licking I started to massage at the top part of...her vagina which is a generally sensitive part. So she was going up and down, moaning like crazy and breathing like she is running. It was only for a few minutes but she locked my head on her vagina with her legs. I could do nothing but to lick it. She was caressing my hairs and moaning. And after a few minutes, she stiffened.She came on my mouth. The driver’s heart sunk as she realized she was about to face the consequences of tipsy driving. Had she not stayed in her lane? She did remember a couple of times feeling and hearing the rougher gravel of the shoulder of the road, but she was in control of her faculties. The blue lights got brighter as they closed in on the back bumper of a black four door car. Riding shot gun with the officer was Dr. Montgomery Addison who was tired of seeing the babies of Seattle she delivered maimed and. Then has the picnic was being set out, the Grandfather began his tale."You are wondering why I tend this tree." Well, it does seem to be a bit silly," giggled the child."I guess it does at that," chuckled the old man. " But the reason that Itend the tree is that I almost killed it." How?" Years ago, I was a Woodsman and I had chosen to chop it down forfirewood. But has I was chopping it down, a Wood Nymph appeared andtried to stop me." She must have been too late." That she was." What happened. Golf's my second or third greatest passion, depending on the weather.When I clicked on the police radio to let the Wilsons know the red bullet headed their way was me, Clete came on the air."Come in, Chief," Clete said."Chief here. What's up, Clete?" There's a traffic jam on 82 at the bridge." Huh? Did you say traffic jam?"I sure did." It can't be. We've never had a traffic jam in Woodburn." Dad, I mean, Chief, this is Boyd. I'm south of the bridge off Main Street. I can see the problem. It's a.