He had spent most of his growing up years walking up and down the road and going through the woods. He knew that there was nothing down there except a...dead-end road.He had plenty of time and Jeff didn't mind helping out a friend, or even a stranger. The fool probably thought the road was a shortcut or something.Jeff pulled the pick-up into the dirt lane. He drove for about a half mile before he came upon the blue car parked beside the road.And then he heard the girl scream."No!" the girl. She was 5' 9" nice firm legs a killer ass and nice waist perhaps a little thick but for her age 60 years old nice, her tits were magnificent 44F. She always wore tops that showed them off. She was a widow, never had c***dren and never wanted any. Her husband died suddenly when she was 40 and left her well off, he had a large insurance policy. She would never have to work. She would from time to time go out to a bar. When she did she always dressed like a slut and would tease the young men at. "Oh?" He sounded interested. She wondered if he knew.Ginny pulled out the Witch's Strap-On box and handed it to Harry."Oh." He stared at the picture of the buxom witch for a moment and then turned the box to look at the other side. Ginny waited on pins and needles as he read the list of features."I was hoping we could try it out tonight," she said, trying her best to sound seductive."Umm… I wasn't…"Ginny suddenly felt a chill."…expecting…" Harry continued awkwardly."You don't want to?"With a. Miraculously though, the quake subsided just as quickly as it had started, and then all was quiet. She waited with bated breath for several minutes before finishing her preparations for descent, and with shaking hands, she hastily began to rappel down the steep, rocky face.She was barely five feet from the ledge when she felt the second quake hit, and this time it was much more violent than the first. Screaming again, she fumbled with her harness in a desperate attempt to drop from where she.