My dad was a mechanic for one of the local mills. He kept their machines running. The job title down there was loom fixer.After his shift in the mill,...he worked on the other mill hand's junkers. He kept them running with junk yard parts. It was how he made enough money, so that we weren't the poorest of the poor in the village.Before I had started the charging, I ran a diagnostics program and found that my power supply was in good shape and my circuits were all running cool and true. Then I. Then I let my head fall back and twisted both nipples, gradually twisting harder and harder. (I suppose I'm a bit of a pain slut, but fuck, it felt good!). By this time my pussy was starting to ache and I felt the urge to touch it. I slid one hand down, over the curve of my belly to my puffy outer lips. At first, I just traced them with my fingernail. After a few minutes of doing that, I parted my thighs, the motion opening the lips of my pussy. Tapping my clit with my forefinger, I drug my. She may only be 14, but she knows what is coming. John lays down and starts sucking on her tiny little pussy. He runs his tongue up thru the thinly furred lips and tickles her clit with the tip of his tongue. As he tickles her clit, he tries to slide 2 fingers into her pink little hole, but they won’t fit. I takes his index finger and pushes that into Shelby’s pussy and wiggles it around searching for her G-Spot. After a minute or so, he finds it and Shelby gets all tense and starts to quiver.. “Just see if you can kill me, you son-of-a-bitch!” Ezra said shouted.“You’re nothing but a bunch of kids and you’re gonna get yourselves killed if you keep on!” the man yelled as he looked at Ezra.“Pull that gun or die like the coward you are, you son-of-a-bitch! That was my sister you grabbed last night,” Ezra said as he faced the man.“You can’t beat me on the draw, you crazy kid. I’m gonna show your ass,” the man said, his hand already going for his gun.Ezra killed the man!Fanning his Colt.