I'm Dean Trulen, and this is my land. Been in my family for forty years." How big a piece is it?" It's a little bigger than eighteen acres now. I had ...o dedicate some of it to the county for that road over East of here. I've been thinking of selling out here and moving somewhere else pretty quick, but it would have to be at my price. I'm not about to give it away too cheap." That sounds pretty smart. No reason a man should give it away, not when there's so much money floating around. How much. Gail and I had met a couple of times before and I knew she was a flirt. She almost always took her top off at our place and would often grab my crotch or kiss Jean without warning, or any sense of embarrassment, much less any shame. She had even been known to corner me and pull out my cock before sucking it, but never finishing the job, often leaving me with blue balls for hours until Jean could take care of me. Her friend Beth was little better. At almost six feet she was the quintessential. You may leave,” cuts in Miss Caitlin, dismissing her. “Now then Lisa, you knew the rules when you joined and I specifically said you cannot ever play with her and yet you constantly defy me. What am I going to do with you?” “Please Miss Caitlin, I’ll be good. I’ll stop,” began Lisa, her soft, dark hair slightly covering her eyes, falling silent at the glare from Miss Caitlin. Becky and Megan clutch each other as they watch the two of them, Becky’s fingers absently stroking Megan’s stiff, puffy. My first chance to own her was when she left her portable lip vasiline on her desk during break. I duly took the tub and under my desk pulled out my cock and rubbed my helmet on the inside a good 8 times before putting it back. Needlessly to say when she used some on her lips, it drove me crazy. The best time and the reason for this story is when I went out to pick up some lunch. She usually asks for food that is hard to tamper with like crisps or chocolate or a sealed drink. Mind you she has.