Then at last I’m subsiding and She seems oblivious of me, stretching this way and that with Her exercises. On an impulse I attack the tree violently... leaning my entire body weight on the fork and levering the roots up, and suddenly it gives way, and I force it on its side. I go up to beautiful Miss Jo-Ann, who made me cum in my pants just 5 minutes ago, and say, “I’ve done the tree Miss Jo-Ann, it’s there.”“Oh thank you Graham,” She says in Her lovely voice, “that’s really good of you! Would. When I post a story, I always include my e-mail address so if someone is turned on by it they can send their thanks for giving them some sexual satisfaction. Most of the messages I get are from men telling me how much their wives enjoy reading or having my stories read to them. It's very rare for me to get a message direct from a woman. But this one was and I read it with interest.In the message, the sender told me that her name was Hazel, that she was sixty five and she'd been divorced for. "How did you acquire this?" Cynthia Lu is our head of security and she does some instruction out there from time to time," Brock explained. "She used her contacts. I don't think any of it was confidential. I mean, I didn't get your test scores or anything like that. Although I guess she talked to the psychologist out there. Cynthia said she didn't believe you are a threat. I hope you're not upset." No, I'm not upset," Zoe said. "And nothing you've said is untrue. It's just a little. All the way to the hair. Wrapping my whole throat around it in one smooth move and drenching it as I squeezed and massaged it with my lips. It was easy from this angle."Oh shit. I didn't know you were going to do all that." He leaned back and pushed his hips forward, lightly laying his left hand on the back of my head as he steered smoothly with his right hand.I felt the car slow to a stop and the blinker clicked monotonously, so I used the pattern for my up and down motion. Click. Up. Click..