It was the touch of Sampson’s lovely nose and tongue between her legs that got her started on a satisfying orgasm and she knew if they were not inte...rupted that he would certainly mount her like a bull and make her his bitch with absolute certainty behind locked doors to protect their privacy in a matter that was viewed as “not normal” by most that frowned on such things.The touch of Sampson’s long wet tongue along her neatly trimmed cuntal lips gave her a twinge of pleasure that exploded in. After looking at the brown slimy, smelly mess I got in my truck and drove away and over to the waste plant, arriving as they opened. I emptied the remainder of the waste from my truck and headed back home.Dad was up when I got home. When he asked where I'd been I told him I wanted to get to the waste plant early since I had other things I wanted to do today. He knew I was up to something but didn't say anything. After breakfast I headed over to see Molly and to take her back to get her car.I. The party won’t start until eight.”“Leave it me. I should be able to get them made up by my girls. It’s a slow day today anyway.”“Great,” said Will. “I’ll check in with you later. Make sure you tell Andy.”He got to work organising party food and pink lemonade, blowing up balloons, and ordered a big pink birthday cake studded with 10 candles. Last but not least, he d****d a big sign across the wall reading: “Happy Birthday, Beatrice!”******The four guests arrived at about 6.30. Will sat them. She had to have noticed the bulge in my slacks as I got up and down each time I went for a different pair of shoes. Once or twice I had to adjust it as it was hurting in it's confined space. After trying on a few other styles, colors, she couldn't make up her mind. She was undecided and said she wanted to get her other shopping done and would be back before closing at 5:30. I didn't really care. I was enjoying the show!As it turned out, as I went to lock up, I saw her on the sidewalk hurrying.