It would be at least another 3 hours until her boyfriend Greg would be home.Melissa and Greg were high school sweethearts. They met after being put to...ether to work on a group project in one of their classes, which led to a few years of dating, and now just a few months after high school, they made the decision to move in together. Both of them were truly not ready for college, so finding a small cheap apartment together seemed to be the best option at the time. Melissa worked down at one of. Sabrina fingered her quicker and quicker, going deeper and deeper. Her tongue sucked at her clit as though it were a delicious fruit. “Yes... yes...yes!!!” Abby orgasmed, throwing her head about and shuddering as the waves of climax rippled through her. “Thank you,” she said. A large, satisfied smile spread across her face. Sabrina withdrew her hand and couldn't resist licking her wet appendage dry. “I love your taste,” she told her. “I have something else you can taste.” Abby leant forward to. The October weather was starting to get chilly at night and the last of the fruit should be ready for picking. Martha had apricot, peach, apple and cherry trees in the little fenced field behind her garden. The sun was still below the mountain ridge to their east so the early morning coolness still hadn't succumbed to the Arizona heat. The temperature could still reach the nineties even in mid October. Sean's carrier was in a front carry position so he could see where they were going and what. It was leather. That was no problem. It was made in the U.S.A. Now, that was a big plus in her mind. Her daddy had lost his job to a factory shutting down and going overseas for cheaper labor. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be thinking about such things because she was still a minor. The real problem was the gross heels coming down to a narrow spike at the bottom. They had to be like six inches long and looked terribly dangerous to be on the receiving end of a hard kick.She had just turned 16.