“Feel free to touch, I don’t mind. Anthea can’t keep her hands off it.”His hand gripped hers and pulled it across to his lap pressing it over ...is bulge. “It’s all yours for the next few hours,” he told her as he let go of her hand and returned his to her thigh.She found herself squeezing his bulge gently as Ben pulled back the hem of her skirt. She glanced down and watched as his dark-skinned hand slide up between her soft white thighs. She parted them for him. “You’re wet, Helen,” he said as. Then she moved her pleading in the direction I wanted. "Please, Sir, please! I'll do anything. Just please don't send me to jail. I couldn't bear to lose my daughter and have her father get her." My cock was really throbbing now. "You'll do anything," I said in derision. "I doubt that. You just want to get out of paying the debt you owe for being a miserable, dishonest cunt!" But I will! I'll do anything you want, just tell me what it is." I snarled derisively, "Oh, sure, you'll do anything I. She started to moan in a feeble voice. I got excited more, I removed her petticoat and started to kiss her navel, hips, thighs and pube. I could see hairy pussy which was dripping.I shove my tongue into the pussy and starter to tickle it. She was pressing my head to her pube. A little while later sucking her pussy juice, I let my fingers to feel her pussy. It was warm, soft and full of juices. I started to stroke my fingers inside her pussy. She was getting mad and her moaning voice raised. "I wouldn't risk it," Jason said. "Let me get it in my bay so I can take a look at the steering assembly."Twenty minutes later Jason called Bill into the long pit under his garage and shined a light overhead at the vehicles leaking ball-nut assembly."Damn," Bill muttered as he reached up to wipe his finger along the dripping seam."I'll need to order the part, but I got no idea how long it'll take to get here." What about cost?" Bill asked as they turned to climb out of the pit."Let's go find.