“Uhhh,” she grunted.She repeated that grunt each time I pressed into the back of her pussy. If I pushed a little harder, her grunt was a little lo...der, but she wasn’t complaining. She closed her eyes again and arched her back up off the bed and then let herself relax again.That liquid squelching sound that tennis shoes make when you’ve been wearing them in the lake and come back out on dry land. You walk and it squelches. She was making that sound down there so much that I looked down expecting. It wouldn't be the first time he'd ridden out one of her episodes, and he knew he'd just have to hang on and ride until the storm blew over.North of the lake, Mike slowed to turn up County Road 919. Shaundessy's Bait and Tackle at East Turtle Lake sold about five papers a week in the winter, but made up for it with fifty a week in the summer, so it was worth the stop, only a mile or so off the main road. It took a minute to go in and deal with the papers, but a good five minutes to get out of. "Matt said it well. We love you all, Monica included although she's away for another few days. We have to admit to cheating; the meal came from Antoine's French restaurant, and he loaned us the platters and covers and all."Somehow the conversation moved to Bob's ten secrets to life, happiness, and success. He reiterated the list as he had it so far, and then led a discussion about the kinds of goals we should each have. He made sure we all knew to write them down, and keep them in front of us. The time that she had become his nervously willing and submissive girl. They had dated twice before and when he had kissed her good night she had felt the maleness of him as he held her closely in his arms. That evening they had gone to a disco and she had dressed in yellow, her mini skirt cut two inches above her knee softly hugging her hips. Her top had been a boob tube, nothing beneath, helping keep her cool during the heat of a summer evening. As she twisted and turned to the music the.