They next looked at Ernie's grader, there was a bad oil leak in the steering box and one of the hydraulic seals was leaking fluid. The supervisor said...he would get the mechanic to flush the box out and refill it with a heavy grade oil, just keep the hydraulic fluid topped up. They had a grader in the workshop being rebuilt, when it was available they would exchange Ernie's machine for it.The front end loader cables were deemed safe but would be replaced when a drum of cable was available. They. She wondered if she could write a report on this instead. She reasoned that subject matter was far more titillating and could start a debate on whether this was progressive or regressive. It could be an in depth study with her going undercover as a sex wrestler herself and describing her own experiences.Jennifer chuckled to herself over the silly notion. She would never have the guts to actually go through with something a wild as sex wrestling. She couldn’t even stand in front of her mirror in. Hen she stroked it to masturbate me andf before long I shot my cum into the sea. "That was lovely," I gasped. "I wish I could do the same for you." "I'd like that but I would have to take off the bottom half of my costume and it is possible that Stan might sit up and he would see us. You had better not masturbate me now. Perhaps another day when its safe." It was the next day when Stan said he would not go to the beach as he would only paddle. Instead, he would go into the village and buy some. “Don’t let the teeth touch.” I felt his cock down my throat, I held onto his legs. “Suck my cock like a lollipop.”He held my head to the base of his cock for a few moments, I was producing a lot of drool on his cock. The pressure made my lower mouth pour. He let go of my head and I gasped for air, “Impressive. Looks like you’re a natural cock whore” he slapped his wet cock on my face.“Make sure to suck my balls too,” he ordered holding his cock and rubbing his balls against my face. I sucked.