He turns the bike down this little dirt road and we finally end up at this little camp quite a ways in the woods next to a beautiful little pond. He ...rabs my legs and pulls me around him so I am facing him, my legs over his. “You can lean back” he says with a big smile on his face. I lean back and he runs his hands up my body cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples as he slides my bra up over my breasts. He leans forward and kisses my breasts running his tongue around each nipple. I can feel. “We’re still friends. Right, Ronnie?” Bending low over his plate, he muttered, “Yeah.”This had happened on a Friday, and we didn’t see much of Ron or Patty over the weekend, although we certainly heard them. Apparently he was attempting to prove to himself that he really was still a man. I’d never heard them fuck so hard, so long or so loudly before, and Monday morning when Patty left for work, she was actually walking a bit funny.Meg and I didn’t do so badly ourselves in the bedroom, although. ”“This is Micklethwaite and Frickley Insurance Associates.” Razor explained, “We offer insurance to street walkers and regulate the industry.”“What MAFIA” Eileen gasped.No one said anything.“Grimshaw’s office is next door lass,” Eli explained, “Best get theeself cleaned up.”Eileen quickly grabbed her clothes and angrily began to dress, she pulled up her knickers so firmly that the hole tore some more.“Wash thee face in bog first,” Eli suggested, “And gargle, thee’s got spunk on thee. Mothers exposed pussy was dripping her lubrication and the musk of her scent was so intoxicating. It was a compulsion; I had no choice but the follow the source of the pheromone producing attraction.My tongue found the source and her musk flooded my taste and smell. The message was as clear as the mid-day sun, she was more than ready to mate, in fact, she was desperate and I had a certain pressing need that had only been played with up to now.Anyway, I gave her the benefit of my tongue, she.