After only a couple of hundred yards I could clearly see water up ahead. A few minutes later I emerged from the treeline and gazed over what seemed cl...arly to be Loch Fyne. The lofty peak of Strachur was where it was supposed to be, the loch looked as I remembered it but I had not crossed any roads to get to the loch. When I glanced to my right there was no sign of the town of Inveraray either. I slumped down by the loch-side, once more stunned by what was going on around me.I was in danger of. Sam Warren wasn’t a particularly pious man. He kept his store open six days a week and closed on Sundays because that was normal store hours. When somebody really needed something, he really needed the business. When the teacher-woman, which was how he thought of the person he called ‘Miss Purcell’ to her face, came by, he was always happy to be of service. He suspected that The Good Lord gave him credit for helping someone whose mission kept her in the schoolroom six days a week; he knew that. I could feel her heart beat under it and her soft breast as it rested above. I couldn't stay focused on the movie. Her masturbation session I had witnessed the week before kept playing in my mind. Would she let me eat her out? I thought. My first infatuate had denied me the pleasure, she had said. "It tickles, I don't really like that." She's got a great ass, I hope we'll do it doggy-style... or anal! Another squeeze of the arm interrupted my thoughts. This put an end to the growing bulge in my. “Oh my God” whispered Helen “that looks so horny” “It feels wonderful” confirmed Heather “I don’t think I’m gonna last long” I muttered “Rub my clit then please” asked Heather I moved my hand around to do so but found another hand already there and looking around Heathers shoulder I saw that Helen was knelt between our legs rubbing frantically at Heathers pussy & clit. Heather was riding me hard and her orgasm was approaching fast – so was mine – thanks to Helen though Heather beat me to it,.