Good! Over an hour before we have to get ready for church. I don't say a word. I merely make a purring sound from deep within my throat that I know yo... will interpret as permission to continue.Your hand goes from my neck down my back to the hem of my nightgown. Sliding under the hem it then slowly retraces its path. This time your hand lightly touches my skin. Your fingers follow the curve of my buttocks and up the small of my back. Following the curve of my spine you eventually return to my. I yelled out. “I got a bunch more of these and I’m dug in pretty good. You boys stick your nose out of that mine and I’ll blow it off, you hear me?”There was a bunch of cussin’ so I waited until it died down and tossed the second and third stick. There were a couple of yells and then it went quiet. I think I made believers out of them.I scooted back to the cave as fast as I could, arriving just in time to watch as Zeke and his riders lined up in front of the cave. Hill had sand, I’ll give him. There used to be a toilet in the pinner area near a small library that had a gloryhole, I discovered this by accident and what a find! My first time there I was amazed to see this hole in the wall and I thought it was a big peep hole! Until a man next door who had been showing me that he was wanking put his cock through the hole, by this time I had sucked quite a few (I devoted most evenings and weekends to my pursuit of sperm donors) and had the wonderful experience of group sessions several. I smile as you go to stand up, but I grab your hand instead. After a quick glance around, I move your hand to my inner thigh and slowly move it upward, I let go as you continue to look in my eyes and slowly move your hand up my thigh. As soon as you touch me and feel my wetness, you smile as I inhale sharply. "Can we go somewhere? now?" I whisper never taking my eyes off yours. Your hand trails slowly back down my leg as you stand. Our eyes are still locked as you place one hand on my lower.