"Suck, baby, suck! Suck my fuckin' prick!"Wanting to give him the best blow-job of his life, little Kim began moving her mouth up and down with long d...ep strokes. She would slowly pull her hot sucking lips up the length of his cock until nothing but his prickhead remained in her mouth, then, giving him a naughty little grin, she would tickle his sensitive cockhead with her tongue until her actions almost blew his mind. Then reversing the procedure, she would suddenly plunge her mouth back down. .. it does." Oh My God! It's the Ford! Your family bought them both?" They were a gift from Henry. He'd had a car breakdown in 1919 and my father fixed his car well enough to get it to Sheridan and the dealership there. I believe it was his son Edsel who reminded his dad of the obligation." Mrs. George continued her comment, "Personally, I think he wanted them out of sight, out of mind. Michigan was starting to salt the roads. And Detroit is undermined with salt."A 1940 Ford Sedan Delivery with. [She just gave me a big hug with an even bigger smile.] Then I want to go back down on her and retrieve my deposit in my mouth.”Chrissy commented, “I’ve always wanted a guy to do that. After a BJ they want me to swallow. But the one time I suggested it he shook his head as if a guy’s juice is poison to guys.”I continued, “Beth, after I’m done with Chrissy I want us to go to my backyard and rub each other with oil. Then we get down on a plastic tarp and slide around.”Beth liked that idea and. I felt my stomach lurch again in protest, but had no energy left to vomit. Had nothing left to vomit. Tilda’s lifeless eyes stared skyward, unmoving in her head as he assaulted her. Her face was unrecongnizable, so cut up, bruised and swollen it had become since her cousin had her dragged behind him. Everyone was cheering on the soldier. And when he finished, abusing her once virgin body, another fell atop of her and ravaged her. None were looking at me, as all were too occupied with Tilda’s.