He comes out back with a large cup of ice cubes and directs me to the field behind the produce stand, thick with the ready to be harvested corn crop. ...esitating slightly, he quickly grabs the bulge in my shorts and uses it as a leash to pull me into the field where he unzips his own shorts and tells me to reach inside his boxers to find the "fruit" I was checking out. Once I have his only half erect 6 ½”, fat dick out and in my hands he directs me to get on my knees and start sucking. With the. " I smiled knowing my nipples were poking through the front of my shirt and devilishly turned and bent ever so slightly as if looking for my dog and allowing the very bottom of my bottom to peek from under my shirt making sure they knew I had nothing under it but at the same time appearing innocent about it. When I turned back I could see that the lady had turned very red and the man’s eyes were as big as saucers. It was all I could do to keep from laughing. I never would have thought I could. You really, really are one of the good ones, you know." Yeah, well that's not what the news channel lawyers just told me, Jess. I think it's pretty serious this time," he said thinking of how the news reader had somehow made it all his fault in the lawyers office."Love you, genius girl. I'll see you in thirty." Bye, Marz, love you." and the line was disconnected.Marz stood quietly and thought about his current predicament for a few minutes before dialling again."Miles Jackson's office," a. I have, and no doubt so have you. In my case, no one got hurt... some erotic curiosity was resolved and many more questions were raised by it. SHE thought it was fun and the nawty 'examining room' was open for business more than a few times between us, a little old for such high jinks by today's standards, but better late than never.In fact, the questions that the exploratory sessions raised, all through our days of innocence kept us actively and erotically tied to each other in hopes of.