And I was shocked when I got hard just looking at her and running my hands up her thighs, across her butt & caressing her breast. She noticed my erect...on and did pay it some attention. I thanked her & said it usually takes a pill to get it hard. Oh Nice she said and squeezed it once more, then ran her hand from balls to tip. That should be enough to please any girl. I gave her my email, told her I write erotic fantasy stories, and would soon write one about her.We left the private dance area,. My parents called me to come downstairs. The problem was that several parents complained that I had beaten their c***dren. My Father was really angry and my Mom was furious because the k**s were younger than me. And, no, they were not interested why I gave the little bastards the lesson. The next day Molly’s mother, Mrs Horowitz, paid us a visit. She brought a big blueberry pie. The pie was for me. During the visit my Mom and Dad learned why I had beaten the bullies. She told them everything,. .are you serious?” I couldn't believe what I heard. “I am. Also, harvest time can be pretty dangerous around here with guys from other towns trying to rip us off. Most growers keep dogs in their gardens and some sleep out there with shotguns.”“Do you do that?” I asked.“No, but I have a set up with one of those motion detectors. If someone goes out there in the middle of the night, a recording of barking dogs scares them off and a spotlight comes on.”“Wow, that's cool...you always were a. She straddled my face as she unhooked her bra, and the last thing I saw was her huge tits falling free, nipples hard as huge erasers. I eagerly began lapping her sopping wet slit and wrapped my arms around her legs, teasing her ass as she had done mine earlier."Holy Fuck! You ARE hungry for pussy, aren't you!" She sensually massaged my chest as I ate her out, my tongue buried deep in her pussy, flicking in and out and up and down over her clit. She moaned and wriggled on my face, smothering.