Mr. Olson was a decent teacher. He was conscientious and tried to help his students understand the responsibilities that went with driving a car on pu...lic roads. His delivery, unfortunately, lacked any snap and the students mostly seemed to tune him out almost immediately.For my birthday that year Trish got her driver’s license. We were now somewhat more mobile — Helen’s Impala wasn’t in use as a daily commuter since our parents carpooled — but we still chose to ride most places. When we did. One day I went to a night club and found the bar. I ordered a large whisky soon the drink arrived as I savored the dancing crowd on the floor frankly my eyes longing to meet a pretty girl to at least dance around with.Soon the band took a break and I noticed a fat women moved a bar stool closer to me and ordered a double whisky. I glanced at her she was big busted maybe 50CC those tit would hit the floor if not for her bra. plum short about 38 years old she suddenly looked up to me and smiled. This soothed me for some strange reason, I started to lick her nipple, which became hard, and she pushed her boob into my face.It okay dear, she said. I want to make you feel better, & like to look after my sick son. As for me, I have not felt a good wet pussy for over a month, and felt the urge to suck hard. Her sexy long blond hair fell & caressed my face. I grabbed gently her boob, and sucked HARD on it. She moaned loud. OMFG, My favourite spot she said in a very sexy voice.I get very. He was not surprised to note, therefore, that the padlock was glistening with wetness and dribbles of her juices were trickling down the last part of the chain and were periodically dripping from the little key to the floor. The chain was as kinky as he had ever seen, and he could not help admiring the sexy, raunchy mind that had designed it. ??I am so proud to have you as my sweet little slut,? he whispered lightly.She simply smiled in response, and smoothed her skirt down to cover its.