This day there was only one car in the lot. I got to the booth I like and fed the machine, unzipped my pants and started stroking my cock. I was watch...ng a bi movie and after several minutes I heard the door close in the next booth. I looked thru the hole and saw a guy feeding the machine. I couldn’t see his face. I stood up just in case he looked thru and saw me. I live in a small town and none of my friends know that I like sucking cock. After a few minutes I saw his shadow move across the. Let me help you." OK, I've not had that much time to really be a girl and get all prettiedup. Mostly, I've just wore the dresses around here, on the farm."Aunt Charlotte smiled, "I know. Your daddy made sure that the field handsall would protect you when you are in 'girl mode'. Otherwise, they'd notbe here." Aunt Charlotte, you and Unca Carl work with Daddy, Why didn't either ofyou become farmers like Grandpa?" Robin, your Grandpa was a kind and gentle man. He knew that neither ofus were. Soon as the car pulled out onto the road I closed the door and as Sandra turned around I pickedher up in my arms. "Ok gorgeous, where to?" I asked. She giggled and said "Emmmmm, I've not seen your bed yet so take me there". My cock was hard even before I turned to walk upstairs. I walked into my bedroom and lay Sandra on my bed before lying down beside her. We began kissing. Gentle kisses at first but as our hands moved over each others bodies,our kisses became more urgent. Our tongues seemed. Friday morning Marybeth had her freedom. When she came out the door of her building she looked happy and radiant. Wearing a floppy sun hat, I guess maybe she was serious, a flowery skirt, enough below her knees to be modest and a light white shirt, tight enough for me to see the slight jiggle of her small breasts, Marybeth appeared happier than any prisoner turned free. I'd worn light shorts and a t shirt, an old ball cap in my pocket just in case. Marybeth bounced down the stairs, setting her.