It’s boring.” “Well, but everyone has to do things that they don’t want to do.” “Even you?” “Yeah.” “So, why don’t you take a ba...h instead, while I watch TV?” “Because I am your b***sitter and you have to do as I say.” “But I never listen to my other b***sitters either.” “Then listen to me as a friend and not as a b***sitter.” “As a friend?” “We’re friends, aren’t we?” “Of course we are!” Well, my commitment to him being my friend must have broken his resistance, because as soon as he finished. But not liking to destroy my labor, I laid it aside again for a couple of years. Then another illness gave me long uninterrupted leisure; I read my manu*********** and filled in some occurrences which I had forgotten but which my diary enabled me to place in their proper order. This will account for the difference in style in places, which I now observe; and very needless repetition of voluptuous de***********ions, which I had forgotten and had been before described; that however is inevitable,. I laid there my head and fingers buried in her womanly center clenched in between her thighs, my free hand massaging whatever I could reach on her squirming, screaming temple of a body. I heard muffled screams as I felt a stream of spicy juices poor down my mouth that I swallowed with pleasure. With all my strength I spread her legs and continued to gently lick her gleaming pussy.I laid myself on top of her and I lowered my pelvis and pressed the hard shaft of my dripping cock against her wet. Linda Whitehurst, run her mouth pretty much non-stop. The thin-faced bookworm, John Pollock, was a career bureaucrat from the US Bureau of Mines, which seemed a rather sensible and knowledgeable choice for an inspector, until it became increasingly obvious that the poor fellow had ridden a desk his entire career and had never once before even been inside of a mine!The heart stopping gal on the other hand, was a real Geologist that was sort of out on-loan from the US Geological Survey (USGS)..