But Jordan seemed to only have eyes for Uncle Dusty's sixteen season old son Logan, and Jordan made it obvious to anyone who saw them together. While ...mber thought Logan was ok as far as looks went, and maybe kind of cute, but in all honesty Logan really didn't do anything for her.There never had been any spark between her and Logan over the seasons growing up, but as soon as Jordan met Logan as a child she followed him everywhere when they were smaller. And the older Jordan got the more. “No thanks, sir. My father smokes L&Ms and I have no interest in it either,” I responded.He just nodded at that. “Just how many cigarettes are we talking about, anyway?”I looked a little sheepish at that. It was a big number. “Uh, I figure we’re going to need about five cartons per batch, and probably two or three batches.”He stared at me and gave a quiet ‘oof’ sound. “That’s a lot of cigarettes. You got any preferences on brands?”I shrugged. “More a matter of what they aren’t. We don’t want. These are the ancient trees of my people. They sparked the first life, though they have long been dead. They died to take on new life all around us and prospered into a thriving ecosystem. These trees are sacred and greatly respected. Hatching from a single pure seed, they are one of Gods first creations. The warm breeze tickled Jasmines cheek as she stared up into their unmoving branches, like stone… Dead, but alive with spirit and energy. She could feel it deep inside her, it was strong and. I could see she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were full and looked soft, if you know what I mean. But Callie knew what she wanted. She put her arms around by neck and I leaned over to kiss her. The kisses started out soft, but grew hungry and impatient as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I’m thinking – this is it, and slid my right hand under the waist band of her shorts. Callie wasn’t wearing any panties as my hand traced the outline of her ass. I felt each cheek as she tightened.