But Bert and I had a long conversation about you.” Jesus Christ that fucking Bert Hill called dad and told him about us screwing at ...is place 2 weeks ago, that dumb mother fucker, I’ll cut his balls off after I’m not grounded. “Dad you said about me, ah, what about?” “Seems like Bert has seen you at the mall modeling a couple of times on the week ends you were working there. He has a job for you that will be about 4 days work, but he wanted to. He knew he would have to investigate what had gone wrong.At the end of the lesson he quickly put Belinda under and began to explore what was going on."Belinda, I asked you to write another essay last night. What happened?" he asked her."I wrote an essay about cold arctic winds, sir. As I wrote I realised that I had a schoolgirl crush on you and that that wasn't right. The more I thought about it, the more I came to realise that I had to grow up and stop such childish behaviour. That's when I. “So smooth - I’m really going to enjoy devouring these delicacies - why don’t we all curl up on the sofa and get to know each other better.”Rosie and Justy sat chatting on the sofa as their two girls went giggling into the kitchen to pour the drinks, with much fondling and slapping of bottoms.Returning naked, Chloe and Molly mounted their mothers, straddling their legs, passing mouthfuls of wine backwards and forwards, while grappling breasts and pussies. Then, on an unseen signal they swapped,. Unlike most people, I absolutely love vegetables, especially ones grown in an organic garden. Ever since I could remember, my father grew far more vegetables than he could hope to eat all by himself and, every year, he would give the excess cucumbers and tomatoesjust to name a fewto his friends and neighbors. But as eager as I was at the thought of stuffing my face with fresh, crispy veggies, the true reason for my excitement lay in the dozen blueberry bushes that grew in his back yard. Aside.