The slick wet girl juice sliding down her inner thighs is what brought about Betsy's new nickname. Betsy may need big girl diapers if she can't contro... that horny butch pussy, Depends. I offered to look after her ripped underwear and laceless sneakers until next weeks appointment. When I can help someone else I always feel better myself.I allowed them time to get in touch with each others feelings. They touched, felt, kissed and rubbed each other even after they bucked and rolled from the couch. I didn't have a hint where the garage she kept talking about was, but at least I didn't bother to ask. She'd have to show us before we could look inside.It was a mystery easily solved. As soon as we left the cave I could see a roll-up steel door on the other side of the smokehouse. It let us into a cave I knew hadn't been there before. Rose operated the door with a remote control and as soon as we were all inside she closed it behind us.It was one hell of a garage, probably a hundred yards by a. " I don't want to say it. But I did. And if you had listened the firstfifty times you wouldn't be in this situation." It was a harsh thing tosay, but Amanda took it as it came."I know. I want to fix it, but I'm scared. And I need your help." I'm here to help. I can talk to you all day and support you and you cancome right here after you do it, to be safe. But you have to do ityourself this time. I can't live your life forever." I tried to help you out last time too." She knew it was a weak. I cleaned off the mower and put it away and went to her. “Wow, look at you, so hot and sticky, would you like to shower off before you go?” I said I’d be OK but she insisted I couldn’t travel home like I was so I agreed. She showed me inside and the shower was an en suite to her bedroom which we went through. She told me how it all worked and left me there. I’d got in and was showering when the shower door opened and she stepped in with me. I nearly fell over with the shock and covered my cock.