The early crops had been ripe since mid-June, so Owen and Joe with some help from Grace, Robert, and I had been picking those plants that were ready t... be eaten. Some had gone to our own table to be consumed, but the majority had been taken into Statesboro to the grocers there several times a week. The trip was time consuming and bumpy on the poor roads outside of town. Robert and I had offered to set up a Portal to make things easier, but Owen had at first turned us down. Though later he came. She is bewildered, Frankie never mentioned head, she knew he would give her some. Men always did, she has never had to ask for it, her husband is good but god this man's tongue is like a dick on some men, a dick that can crawl and squirm in and out like nothing she has ever experienced. Her orgasm is building to an explosion that means she has to have cock now. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! RIGHT NOW!" He rises to his knees and using the head of his cock he begins to paint her gash in a verticle. Me? I'm up for my PO course and I'm going to specialise in missiles. We've always thought missiles were the coming thing." Haven't changed our minds" TJ said as he led his friends downstairs "and with the improvement in coms they are going to be the weapons of the future but even if we start now it will still take twenty years with full funding to develop the systems. We are only limited by the coms range." What's limited by com range?" Strathlawn queried from his lift chair.Ivy, TJ and Morg. Heather turned red and started to back into her room. I just stood frozen. Heather hesitated for a moment then came down the hall to where I was just turning into the bathroom. We stepped in and closed the door. “I’m so embarrassed,” wailed Heather. “Well, it happened and nothing we can do about it now,” I said matter of factly. “I guess not,” replied Heather with a red face. “How much could you see?” She asked. “How much could you see?” I said in response. “Everything!” We said in.