Bubba was out of sight, and Harry, seeing no clear path, carefully picked his way through the brambles and bushes. Harry knew that Lew would keep the ...eporters away from where he and Bubba were looking. He cursed the overgrown, dense brush, plodding farther and farther into the darkness, wondering how a four year old managed to get through this without just turning back. For the second time, he wondered if the toddler had gone this way or if Bubba was chasing after something else all together.. After unwrapping it I draped Mrs. Evans's panties over it and put my hands behind my head. I saw puzzled look cross Mrs. Evans's face, not sure what I was doing. I was about to something I'd learned while playing her panties. With my cock hidden by the white lace, I flexed my stomach muscles, causing my cock to twitch under it. I saw Mrs. Evans smile. "Ooh," she said, "there's something alive under there Mike. Do it again." I did as she asked but this time really put some effort into it and my. Pushing me onto the bed he hikes up my skirt and rips off my lace nylons. He forcefully flips me over onto my stomach.My pussy is moist and throbbing awaiting his next move.Again he grabs me by the hair lifting my face up from the mattress, shoving a dirty pair of his wife’s red underwear into my mouth, he wraps a scarf around my mouth to hold the underwear in. I start to relax and breathe slowly through my nose, catching my breath. I can smell the sweetness of his wife’s juices on the. She worried that he was messing with the girls. If he was, she swore to herself she’d kill him! Betty was in her mid 30s now, still quite the looker herself, but her own sexual desires had gone unnoticed by Emmitt all summer long. He never responded to her advances and showed no interest at all in sex. Her loins ached for a good fucking. The guys at the factory hounded her non-stop and if Emmitt didn’t soon show her some love, she might just take one of them up on their daily offers.Everyone.