.. dead ... Eva, Hero Caretakers of Crossroads Coordinator, stepped out of the bank. She was expecting to find confusion and consternation, but the to...n was surprisingly calm.Her people were not on the street. She slipped through the alley between the bank and general store and checked the rear honey-wagon road. It was pretty obvious that the wagon hadn't made a pickup in quite some time ... like years? ... maybe.Placing her perfumed handkerchief over her nose and taking very shallow breaths. “Now its my turn!” she smiled and lifted her uniform skirt. She had very beautiful tiny pink pants and her pubic hair was trimmed to a narrow landing strip. With one move, they were down and she stepped out of them. I smelled the rich aroma of her pussy. She was wet! Her little red dot was waiting to be caressed and I inserted one, then two and then three fingers in her hot pussy while I was licking her clit. When I looked up I saw that she was sniffing my soaking wet pants. I continued to lick. She could feel it moving inside her, a hand reaching down to her throat, feeling the cock bulging out her neck. The hands moved to the side of her head and moved her head, masturbating the hard cock with her lips and tongue. The movements became faster, the cock moving deeper into her throat with each new thrust. She knew that the cock was ready to cum and she would have to swallow the hot, salty, thick cum. She was punished for not swallowing it. She did not want that to happen again. She. ” I wasn’t thinking. I was so turned on by what suddenly just happened. So instead of saying no thank you and asking forgiveness from Greta for what I should not be doing I said “Uhhh sure…that sounds uhhh interesting.” She stood up, slowly. She took my hand in hers and gently she led me to the stairs as we headed up to her bedroom. I couldn’t believe I was about to do something I’d never done in a situation like this but once we got to her bedroom I saw this huge immaculate bed. I easily was.