Well, I have a miter saw...” She looked at me. I saw judgment in that look. “I was thinking I could cut it a bit with that and then break the rest...off.”“Do you have wood chisels?”“Uh, no.”“Do you have a jigsaw?”“No.”She had her hands in her pockets. “Drill?”“Yes, but why would I need a drill?”“If you cut the two long cuts with a miter saw you can drill a hole at the end and then use a jigsaw to cut the other piece.”“I think you should be in charge of this.”“Nope, you’re the man.” She had her. I have to take a deep breath as one of her hands glides over my belly and into the shorts. She massages the soft mound of my sex and curls the hidden hair around her fingers. She strokes over the hood of my clit and probes into the moist and itchy cleft underneath. She lets go of my nipples and says: »Poor girl, so wet down there too!« In a swift move she is on her knees and tugs my shorts down, lets them fall to the floor. She adores my young pussy with obvious joy for a little while, but then. Then she said,“Would you like to do more?” I had a pretty good ideawhat more was, and nodded. She lay down on the seatand while lying there pulled her dress off and put iton the floor. Her panties followed. I got between herlegs and felt around with my dick until I finallyfound the right spot. She was tight but my dick slid in. We rested thereenjoying the sensation. She said, “I can’t getpregnant. My ovaries didn’t develop.” I kissed herwith a sigh of relief. Soon after, I got off of Rodney and untied his wrists. I let him get on top while I propped up my head on three pillows. He seemed slightly nervous but I encouraged him to make the big step and actually FUCK ME. He got into missionary position and kissed my neck briefly. After that, he tried to find my pussy hole. It took him a little while to get it right. First he was pushing his dick against my clit, then my ass. I helped him guide his dick into my tightness. I maneuvered my hands between us.