“Lets take my car, it has 4 wheel drive just in case we hit some muddy spots.” I told her. She agreed and got out and locked her car. We bo...h got in my truck and went to a near by lake, to a secluded place I knew of near the water. I knew I wouldn’t need 4 wheel drive, but gave that excuse so we would be in my truck. When we got to the place I had picked out, my wife also knew of it, because we went fishing here a few times, I parked and took a blanket from in back if the seat. I. Kind of made me jealous that I had only B's. She shimmied her generous hips out of her tight jeans and panties before rejoining me on the bed. A la 69, she positioned my head between her knees and lowered her smooth, hairless cunt onto my face. She was pretty wet already as I lapped at her nectar. She lowered her body and took my penis into her mouth again. Cheryl mashed her fat pussy harder into my face; I could barely breathe. I stuck my tongue into her as deep as I could. I could not hear. I moved up and then pulled her up to where I was so our legs were on the bed---she was laying on her back and I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at her—she was truly beautiful laying there—and I was torn between my instinct for protecting her and my lust and desire for her. I knew that “teaching” her in the traditional sense, doing something and then talking about it was not what either of us wanted so I decided that we would just make love and figure things out as they happened. . In Los Angeles, Arvid Thorgesson read the report from the detective firm. He learned that Flo had died in a hospital in Portland just over a year after he'd left the area. And he assumed she hadn't married, since she was still using her maiden name.They hadn't found anything about a child.Arvid insisted that they keep looking.Ben and Leah were back to the grind of high school and all their activities. Ben was a runner, doing cross-country in the fall and middle distances on the track team in.