"to my bedroom", upstirs we dashed, my cock is bulging in my pants now, I opened the buttons of my jeans to make it easier to master the stairs, we go... to her room, and the was lube and dildo's lying on the bed, I thought yes a freak like me happy days, she wipped off her t shirt turned and went straight for my cock, she pulled down my torusers and just went to town again on my cok, it was heaven, best blow job ever, she was the best, I cant even describe what she done but it was just class,. "His idea was to build an addition onto the house, cutting more sod to clear a larger garden patch, and using it to make another wall. Eventually the roof would be sodded too, but initially he was going to use the cover from the wagon to make a roof that would protect the tools and animals during the winter. They cut four trees and stripped a dozen ten foot long limbs, bundling them together. By the time they pulled the bundle back home, travois style, it was getting dark.That night Bella had. She slid her mouth back to the tip and carried on working just the first few inches of me while her right hand worked the rest. Her left hand gently massaged my balls and I was in a state of euphoria. This was without a doubt the best blow job I had ever had, and I never wanted it to end. My heart sank as she stopped and stood up. She didn't have to go again did she. But as she leant forward and kissed me, I knew that was definitely not the case. I felt her pubic hair rubbing against the base. One of the big signs they were waving that said 'MORFS out!' or some such, had been flung into her. One of the few remaining protesters came running up, looking extremely worried."Kathy! Kathy are you alright? I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened. It just got wrenched out of my hand. The wind must have caught it or something. Are you hurt?" the protester said, very apologetically.It was funny. While I could see those big signs would easily act like a sail in strong wind, it felt reasonably.