He moved quickly and put one hand first onto her side, then underneath between her and the furs on her lower back. Her legs spread widely, and he put ...is other hand around behind her neck. Both of his elbows supported his body, and he moved forward – feeling the head of his cock immediately probe against her hot wetness. He kissed her deeply and intensely, over and over and over again. ‘Oh gods Baz!’ Lynn cried, shaking and wrapping her arms around him. Baz stopped, holding her tightly, drawing. “You know what? From what I can see, I think you could do with a shear yourself, if you don’t mind my saying,” says Gentleman Jim who pushes sheep aside making space to position Emily with her back leaning against the tool counter. “What…what you doing, Jim?” “Don’t worry, just lean back and keep very still. Let me trim back some of that lovely blond wool of yours.” Before Emily realizes what was happening, Jim brings the whirling shears from the floor and lifts up her skirt in the front to. .. take a ball peen hammer out to the truck ... that truck is near perfect, you went to a lot of trouble to remove all the wrinkles and imperfections. The wrinkles and imperfections are the sins of that trucks life. You removed them with loving kindness. More or less, you've forgiven the sins of the truck. You get what I'm trying to say here?" I think so. You're saying the truck is a mirror of my soul. It's as perfect as I can make it.I'm God and I've taken away the sins of the truck?" Close. His shirt scratched my nipples and boobs unpleasantly. We continued to kiss.I was close to cumming. I could feel my orgasm building like a bathtub filling with water. The level of the water rose higher and higher, then faster than a real tub and it overflowed in an orgasmic gush of water. It gushed outward from my clit and upward from my feet. I writhed on the bed some, but Richard kept rubbing my clit and kissing me. It was good, it was great, it was perfect and half a minute later it became.