She took her free hand and pulled the straps of her tank top off her shoulders and down her arms. She then pulled it down over her young breasts, bein... held tightly by the black lace bra. Dustin looked down and saw her teenaged nipples poking through the fabric, but was unable to move or do anything. Monica saw him looking at her breasts, and reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She slid that off as well. "Do you like these tits Dusty?"she asked. The answer was obvious.Monica leaned over. A sign out front read:Paris Revival for ChristReverend Merrywether RobertsFirst Lady Happy RobertsI fixated on Happy Roberts name—the Reverend's prudish wife. She once tried to get me banned from the library for surfing some harmless porn. The prissy bitch didn't give one fig about my Constitutional rights to free speech in a public building. It was time to teach her a lesson.I gave my pecker a few strokes, picturing the look on her face as my slab of iron teaches her a lesson. Happy Roberts. Kevin said to drive slowly to the end of the string of cars and park. When I parked and turned off the car, Kevin reached over and put his hand on my thigh giving it a slight squeeze. Kevin said that he had a few more rules that I was to follow without question. I told him that I was all his.Kevin slid next to me and gave me a deep kiss his tongue going down my throat as his fingers found there way to ass. I asked him to tell me about the ground rules he had for me, but he said in due time and. He had been caught with a loaded weapon in his vehicle a few years back, and it had cost him a couple hundred dollars. Still, I had to try to stop Chuck from rolling over on the kid."Not me, Sam," answered Chuck nervously. "If you find anything, it wasn't me!"Sam had played this game a long time and like a wolf that smelled blood, he realized Chuck was wounded and limping badly."I think maybe you did do a little more bending of the state's game laws," stated Sam. "A search of the place may.