I wanted a witness. I needed to have a witness that I trusted absolutely. Lance was the only one at this point.Cherry was a candidate for a “trustee...�� position, but I had been married twice and dumped twice. My heart and soul could not handle another dumping, no, it could not! And then it was Saturday, and I was off as was Lance. Cherry, on the other hand, had duty at the hospital. I was nervous. I think Lance was too, but not as much as I was.“Well, this it,” I said. “Or maybe not. I mean we. With her small shovel she picked up the dropping and carried it to the sandpit. She then called for Boy and 'had a talk with him' at the sandpit. When she got up from her kneeling position she smiled at me and said:"That's it, Granny. From now on he'll use this place instead of your garden. Just keep an eye on him for a day or two when he's out here. If you see him do the preliminaries to do a dropping, call him over here and he'll do it."What a sweet girl. We hugged and she took off in her. I shivered, though it wasn't cold."I can see your stocking tops, Jodie," said John.Stopping, left foot poised on the next step up, I pushed blonde hairaway from my face and looked down on him."Don't look then."He stared blatantly up my skirt. Perhaps wearing black, lace toppedhold ups under such a short, flared skirt hadn't been a great idea, butthe excited gleam in his eyes and his boldness in not looking awayraised heat in my cheeks. He could probably see my panties too and hislook of simple,. I was moaning and groaning and squirming all over the bed. I pushed my breasts together and played with my tits. Gina stood up and took off her clothes. She left her heels on and stood on the bed and squatted down on my face. I licked her pussy with my tongue, while Maggie pushed her tongue into my cunt. She tongue-fucked me hard and deep. I was moving my tongue all over Gina’s pussy. Her pussy was dripping and I swallowed her nectar down. She was moaning and rocking over my tongue. I guess I.