If he had used his newer equipment he would have finished two hours ago. Turning to head for the house she heard the phone ring and hurried past the ...creen door to answer it. It was the neighbor inviting them over for supper. She politely declined telling her kind neighbor that he was still in the field, although knowing that she could see him in the field out her own kitchen window. She made a quick sandwich and filled his small thermos with cold water and head out to check on him. The row. My ankles are firmly tied to the upright of the cross, so my feet are just above the platform.Almost automatically, my feet press down on the platform to lift myself up and stand, to relieve the pressure on my arms, back and chest. Almost as quickly I gasp and fall back down. The platform is not flat! It is angled up, to a point, and attempts to stand on it offer only a painful ridge driving in to the soles of my feet. As I realize that there will be no respite for me, that all is to be pain,. On the way home every night, Jen and I started talking about what was going on with each others relationships during the make out session after band practice. She wasn’t afraid to ask for details about what we were doing or to tell me what she was doing. Jen knew that I lacked sexual experience and wanted to help me out since she did not. Our talks would get pretty in depth as she instructed me how to get Andrea going and how to get her to do what I wanted her to do. It was real a turn on to. “I’m purifying you,” he said quietly. “It’s so cold on my pussy.” “I can take care of that,” he said. He placed his warm, wet tongue on my clit. The cold and warm sensation was making me shake with arousal. “Tell me more,” he said as he licked my pussy. “I can’t tell you everything, you will need to find out in time,” I said as I moaned from the pleasure. “Tell me everything, right now!” He said as I endured my sexual interrogation. “Oh God, Steven, please eat me, fuck me, I’m begging you!”.