“Babe, you need to stop posting all this crap on the fan boards. It’s putting a big target on my chest, and it’s gonna get me hurt one of these ...ays,” Taylor pleaded with the tiny blonde cheerleader seated between his legs. The two were out for a small date, a picnic off a scenic road in the Hill Country surrounding San Antonio. They had driven out to a favorite old hill a few miles off a farm-to-market road. Atop a low-rising hill was a massive ancient Live Oak tree that offered plenty of. "You better not," he'd warn between smacks, "Or else." And of course she'd do it again anyway just to be near him and see what that "else" was."All right," he said. "Time to meet up with my girlfriend." Speaking of which," Kristine inquired curiously, "Why did you lie for me? Why didn't you just tell her the truth instead of saying that you needed to talk with me?" Oh, ya, that would have gone real smooth," he mocked. "I can already see how well that situation would have turned out." He. Her parents being religious zealots, her first stop to fill her tank, she bought a pack of cigarettes. Lighting up, Nancy took off feeling like she was a bird who had been caged then was able to fly out the little door and out of the house.The feeling of being stifled lifted as she listened to the local rock stations at full blast. It was a refreshing change from the somber music her mother always had on. Not that she disliked Wagner and the other composers, this was a difference that she felt. She knew there would be more. With her hands, she pressed her melons against his cock from both sides and squeezed with all her might as she rocked it.Then he shot again. She watched it flow down through the dick and onto her melons on either side slowly through the mirrors around them. “I never knew a man could cum like this,” She said.Moving her hand behind her, she unstrapped her bra and then took it out, holding the cups. As she moved back, his dick moved out through the front. She could.