As Rita pumped up and down, she massaged his balls, rubbing and squeezing lightly. Tim took his foot off the gas all together, looking for a place to ...top. He found what he was looking for: a dirt drive, almost hidden amongst the trees. He followed it a ways, back into the woods, until he came to a small clearing. He stopped the car, turned off the engine and leaned back in his seat, enjoying the feel of her lips and mouth on his manhood. Rita started moving faster, taking all of him. He. Walking through the copse I came out onto a beautifully secluded and sunny grassy bank. I shouted over to Steve to come over to help me look for my ball. When he came through the copse however, he could see that I had already found it, but I think he guessed that he would still be needed. I was lying on the bank next to the ball wearing as demure a smile as I could muster, considering my panties were on the grass next to me, my skirt was pulled up over my hips, my knees were bent and my legs. The second and last time I saw Her I’d done the job right and laid the groundwork over the previous months, with worship sheets, stories and so on, and She was happy for me to bring a printed worship sheet, my laptop and video camera. And it was a proper Worship Session. Miss Leigh tells me how much Miss Danica laughed telling Her about the point in the Session when She came into the room in skimpy lingerie – barer than I’d ever seen a girl, at least close up, and when She posed in it, making. ”Dad smiled and said, “I am a lawyer and you are this close to getting your doughnut fat asses sued off you in a court of law. Get out now.”“Your lover Kevin just killed himself,” the older one gloated.“That does it. I’m calling Judge Harmon,” Dad turned and said come on, son.”“Wait, Dad,” I said. “When did he kill himself? I just talked to him this afternoon. What happened?” “He climbed up the outside of the school and jumped from the roof. He made a bloody mess all over the sidewalk. He had a.