He shook his head in excitement as if he was at a rock and roll concert.Then suddenly his eyes opened, he pointed the gun at the store clerk.I and Joh...ny could hear the blast from outside of the store. Carter tumbled out of the store with a hand full of wrinkled bills, his jeans were covered in blood stains. He opened one of the car doors and slid inside.“What happened?” I said.Cater smiled.“Now that’s what I call a blow job.” Carter laughed.I smashed the pedal to the floor and soon the. The pain was so sudden and sharp it brought tears to Alene’s eyes, Paula slapped her left breast so hard, “I told you to lick your nipple! are you daft?” she yelled at her. The slap returned Alene back to earth and left a burning handprint on her boob. It was so painful, almost crippling... “Ok, I see and understand,” Paula angrily said, slowly walking to her desk, “if you’re not game, it’s ok by me, I’ll just get back to my work and post those photos on the net.” that threat was much more. ”We quickly got up and Pete started to head off towards the Isabella Plantation – a big enclosed part of the park with a mixture of trees, flowerbeds, ponds and quiet little clearings. It’s ever so pretty, but on this occasion I don’t suppose either of us were interested in its botanic attractions. Pete had his arm round my waist, first stroking my bare tummy, then pushing his hand down inside the elasticated top of my skirt, stroking the curve of my bum. We followed the path through the gate. We walked for a long time, leaving our trail of footprints along our path.We reached a cluster of big boulders and I helped you climb the few difficult sections until we dropped down into a sizeable space where we were all alone.I took you in my arms and kissed you hungrily. I let my hands move down your back feeling your bra strap and eventually the line of your panties.I stepped back from you, our eyes locked and entwined with mutual lust. I asked you what panties you were wearing and you.