Yes, this pepperoni was hot, but it too melted, as the climax waned the wand.But what fun! Then his hand nudged me back to lay flat, and I felt a hand...glide down my tummy. More fun to cum for mom! I was just enjoying the play, not thinking, only letting the happiness have its morning romp. The fingers were combing through the fur, rubbing the mound, seeking the slit. 'Yes, there!' went my brain, as I raised my pelvis to give the digits the angle they needed, to make my clit protrude. My thighs. I knew he wasn't looking for one, nor did he need any further invitation. Looking up at me, he very, very slowly put his hands under my knees and lifted them up. When he had them positioned where he wanted them, I was spread wide open with my knees spread to each side of my body. Looking between my open legs into my eyes, he slowly lowered his head. I lurched at the initial touch of his tongue sliding between my lips."N-o-o-o-o, please don't, Gary." I vaguely remember the words coming out, but. Anyway, I thought about yesterday all through breakfast and headed back - someone in a Escalade honked at me and popped the back door when I got close - it was snowing and cold so I jumped inside. Tyree was in the back and I knew what he wanted so I just knelt and blew - this was a relief in many ways. The fucking I got last night was major and it was nice to just suck and suck and the swallow what seemed to be my elixir of life. Even some of the aches and pains seemed to fade away. Might have. Evey quickly changed the subject and asked him whathe thought the problem with the car was. He said, "It sounds to me like ablown head gasket, those older cars especially that make and ModelChevrolet are known for it."I leaned over and whisper to Evey, "That's bullshit. I don't think thisguy's an honest business man." "We're there," Earl said as he made a turn into a dirt road that wouldtake us around to the back of his garage. There was a big neon signadvertising 'EARL'S GARAGE, MECHANIC.