My hands where already sweaty , but now I was having trouble gripping the nail clipper, my hands were shaking. I was too nervous to concentrate on wha... I was supposed to be doing. The center seam of Eva’s shorts was digging into her pussy, I could see her pussy lips flowing from both sides of the seam. With my left hand I grab a string and with my other hand I tried to close the nail clipper so it will cut the strings. I managed to cut the first string, but I lost control of the clippers lever.. " He opens the door, puts the transmission in neutral, cramps the wheels and pushes the old worn out truck down into the ditch. He grabs his sports bag with all his worldly belongings, kicks the old truck's fender and starts walking. Spade Davis is a big man, six foot four, two hundred thirty pounds of solid muscle. Broad shoulders, square jawed with brown hair and blue eyes. As he sees himself, not handsome, but decent enough not to scare kids. Thirty-one years old, and out of the job he had. Cindy Jamison was a main event, no doubt about that. His cock throbbed with aching desire as his fingers worked almost independent of his mind, with practiced ease, for his was a task he had performed many times before.On the coffee table were a small cigarette-rolling machine, several packages of wheat-straw papers, a scarred wooden cigarette box, and a large cellophane bag filled with a dark brown, shredded leaf that resembled tobacco but wasn't tobacco at all.It was Acapulco Gold, the best. I always used to take a peep into her melons very often by asking her doubts and she will bend over to clear everything. She never lets any1 into her bedroom, just me and her mother. Now lets go directly to my experience. One day, 6pm is when my coaching class starts, but i went to her house at 5:30pm and her mom told me to wait for her in her room as she is running late because of some function in her college. I was in her room and her mother asked me to study and closed the door and left me..