Resting the bucket on the floor between my ankles I bent forward and grasped a teat in each hand. Simultaneously I squeezed and pulled and was thrille... at the ease at which it was working. At one point Meg decided to have a shit and a vast cascade of chocolate brown coloured excrement splattered the concrete drain behind her rump, luckily just missing me and my boots.There was a loud bang behind me and I swivelled round to see what was happening. It was only a cow kicking at it’s milking pen. .." Naturally curious, I sought for more details.Well, it seemed that a local photographer was canvassing the community looking to increase his business. She said she told him that she had been wanting to get some fresh photos done, but with me in school and limited income it didn't seem like we could afford it. He asked her about coming to his studio so they could discuss the situation. She declined, telling him that finances were such that she could not get a baby sitter.Then, she posed an. In fact, I was discovering that my whole relationship with this car is a series of lists, and this was just the start of another one.First, this whole thing may well be the practical joke I first suspected. If so, the joke's on them. I got the car. End of game. I would put up with a lot of laughter to drive off with this prize.The next possibility is that she's exactly what she's represented to be. This would be possible because it's well known that The Highway changes you as you travel it. A. Slowly and carefully, I turned the knob to Grace's bedroom door.It was unlocked. I cracked the door just enough to give me a view of thebed.Mandy was on her back. She was naked. Her legs were spread wide. Mandywas holding on to her ankles so as to hold open her thighs as wide aspossible. And Grace was on her knees, between Mandy's legs, her faceburied deep into Mandy's smoothly shaved cunt. She was licking andsucking on Mandy's pussy as Mandy lay there, a look of lust-filledpleasure upon.