It was just a habit she developed after she and Carl were caught having oral sex on the beach up near Boca Raton three years earlier. The memory of he... underneath him in a sixty-nine, hearing voices, then opening her eyes to three college ages kids staring at her as she was sucking Carl’s cock was too much for her to bear. She didn’t want a repeat of that feeling.Dwyane’s finger was working it’s magic inside her and Jennifer continued to caress his cock running her hand down his shaft and then. Nothing changed as I stood there with my coat covering me. The cars didn’t slow down and I started to relax. Then I lowered the coat from my shoulders so that the material was held in the crook of my elbows. Still my breasts were covered and still the cars rushed past, the drivers seemingly oblivious in their metal cocoons. Then, taking a deep breath I dropped the coat to my waist and held it there with my hands on my hips. My breasts were bared to the road and the night world and the light. I couldn’t do anything, I didn’t want to do anything. It felt like the life had been sucked right out of me. Eventually they made me leave, made me go home, told my family to watch me. I wasn’t going to do anything. I had no energy to do anything, never mind what they obviously thought I was going to do. I laid in bed all day, didn’t sleep much, didn’t eat much, didn’t talk at all, I couldn’t. Or at least I couldn’t for a little while. After some time I started to be with others again, be with. Finally, we wound up on this old gravel road, where we had to stop and let this huge flock of puppies finish crossing the road. I felt sorry for the mother: I didn’t think that dogs could have litters that large! Finally we came to this huge, old barn. It hadn’t been either painted or creosoted, and the old wood had a grey patina. There was a decent-sized gravel parking lot, so I suppose that this barn was used by the Parks Department, or whomever maintained this area. We went through a gate.