Each time i could feel that heavy bust on my chest and it was a temtping part as well. I have made her lying down in one of the pillows and then slowl... put the index finger into her. She moaned in sucha high pitch that i got scared. I stopped but she was in no mood for the same. She kept on telling — roop, do it, fuck me… Fuck me hard…… I have not done anything like this…. Oow, awesome it is…… Sunsequently i put 2 fingers and she was on the 7th heaven. She asked me how i learnt all this but my. We talked that afternoon and evening. I talked frankly with Willow, telling her of my unhappy love life and how I craved someone who understood me and loved me for what I was. Whatever the hell that was, even I wasn’t sure about that. She was sympathetic and I loved her all the more for that. For her attitude towards me, a person she’d just met.When it finally got dark we huddled down, sharing a blanket. I wished that the seat dividers could be removed. We put our heads together, and talked. A breast bounced out as the material caught against a nipple, and Ben Gordon licked his chapped lips."Why, you're plumb ripe, girl," he said. Then he gave a crazy coughing laugh. "Let's see the rest."I looked toward the house and then toward the main road. It was a good quarter of a mile to the pavement and I was thankful that the old idiot hadn't made me take off my sandals. Carefully I laid my dress and blouse aside--in a place where I could grab them quickly. Ben Gordon opened his eyes wide. Instead Marcy, Jenny and Lorrie went and I stayed with the boys.Oh well, I would see them Monday afternoon. Vicky and Ching Lee would be back mid-week. I was anxious to hear the stories from their trip.At 0600 I was sliding across the seat in the Suburban wearing the heavy vest and helmet. There were eight Suburbans in the convoy and both Blackhawks overhead. As usual there were to be two MSP and then two Transit Authority cars joining us.Both armed Blackhawks were getting staged inspections.