Peeing in the lot is bad, Joey, real bad. You're in a lot of trouble. No, please, Pete, I had to go and I was afraid to try to make it home. Please...don't tell. I'll do anything. Wow, was that the wrong thing to say. Pete was around 16 or 17 and I was 10 and afraid of older boys who sometimes bullied me at school because I was small. Ha! Ok, on your knees and lick the branch where you pee'ed you little pervert. Yuck, I thought but getting a whipping from my dad was not an alternative so. I turned all the way around a couple of times and let him look at me from every angle. He then asked if he could look inside. I thought, why not, so I stepped out of my shorts and panties, sat on the milk crate and spread my legs wide. I spread my pussy lips with my fingers as Eric bent down for a good look. He said it did not look very big or very deep. He asked if I had ever put my fingers in my pussy. I said I had tried it once but quit after inserting one finger about an inch because. He pulled out her most recent papers and looked them over, refreshing his memory and also making her crazy and throwing her off balance. Meg not being used to Scotch was amazed how warm and relaxed she was feeling. She sat back into the plush leather chair and crossed her beautiful right leg over her equally beautiful left leg accentuating the under side of her full right thigh. She did not have to look down at her breasts to know that her nipples were still on high beam and actually wishing. Istarted breathing ever so harder as the serumtook more effect. He placed a smallchair in front of the table between my wide-opened legs. Then he took a tube oflube from the cart. Squeezing a large dollop onto his two middle fingers, hethen reached down below my ball sack and forcibly pokedhis fingers into my anus. I groaned as he intruded into me. My eyes got wet.?Please,don?t?please!? I whined.?Save your breathboy. Don?t make this more harder than it should be.? Then he heavily coated.