Our little boy was almost killed and you’re acting all macho.”“Huh?” He looked down at his ice cream and realized that he wasn’t going to ha...e the peace and quiet necessary to enjoy it. He put it down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch.“You heard me. I don’t stutter. You’re too busy acting all macho to understand the severity of the situation,” she charged.“What are you talking about?”“It’s over and it’s time for him to get on with his life. He’s a big boy and can take care of. ”She told me, “Daddy’s not here right now. We’re standing between two new John Deere tractors and no one can see us. We want a hug like you hug Shelly and Sheila when it’s just y’all and no one else around.”“Shelly talks too much. Come hug me, I’ve never been able to refuse a hug from two sexy high school seniors and I’m not about to start now.”I kept my hands on her bare back, between her skin-tight cut-off jeans and her plaid shirt, which was tied beneath two bra-less, full-grown titties. She. She reached out a hand and touched my stain and brought he finger to her lips. “Hmmm,” she moaned and then returned her finger and began stroking my slit. She let her finger run up and down, pushing the fabric into me each time. I let her play with it while I continued to rub her clit at a growing pace. After a few minutes she stopped. She looked up at me and said "Is it okay if I..." "Yes" I blurted out.She sat up and slowly hooked her finger inside the waistband of my shorts and pulled them. I thought fuck it, I don't give a shit if I offend this whore bitch. She catches me staring but doesn't adjust or uncross her legs. Bingo! A willing slut. With my suit case in front of me I started to rub my cock. Fuck I was so hard and making it so obvious I was staring right at her legs. After a few minutes the slut uncrossed her legs and got up. Mmm...she was a good looking cunt. That was a rush. So as I walked around to find my next victim, I spotted a fuck slut maybe in her early twenties.