When the newkid had first shown up, there had been the usual introductions, butalmost immediately after, the new kid seemed to fade into the backgroun...,forgotten.Except one girl, who watched the new kid move, and wondered.Her name was Bethany Ann Cooper, and she was regarded as a bit odd,because she once said that she remembered a time when a dead kid had cometo the school, and even claimed to have given this dead kid a kiss.When everyone else laughed at that idea, she retreated, but. He took my hand lead me to the back of his rig and opened the doors. It was loaded with a few feet of open space. He got in and helped me up. "you must be a real slut to be looking for a cock to suck in this downpour" no rely by me but me getting to my knees and rubbing his cock. He pulled it out I took hold of it and took the head in my mouth. OMG he yelled you are a slut and started mouth fucking me. Holding my head driving his cock in and out as i clamped my lips around it waiting for the. "These are Mrs. King and Mrs. Minor. Betty, Nancy, this is Brian Erhard. He's been doing my lawn work, and is looking for more, right?" Yes, ma'am." I drank a bit. "Thanks for the lemonade," I said, remembering my manners."Why are you just now looking for business?" Mrs. King, the brunette, asked.I looked at her, she was thin, except for her breasts which were nice. She looked like the kind of person who worked out to keep in shape. Admittedly, it was difficult to focus, as my cock was hard and. An hour later, I arrived at a park that was popular for day hikers, mountain bikers, and family nature ventures. The morning chill had vanished and the season’s first warm sun felt erotic. I switched on the GPS and headed into the woods. Perhaps it was the erotic sun, who knows, I never planned nor have ever done anything similar to what happened next. For whatever reason, I began to feel intensely sexual. I tried to ignore it as if to ignore a problem child but with each passing moment, this.