At about four in the morning I woke up - I was bone hard and in a spoon position with rachel and my arm was wrapped around her. I gently pushed my pen...s against her bum - it felt glorious. I was so hard, I was throbbing so I pushed gently again mmmm and again mmm. Then much to my surprise I felt a gentle nudge back. I kept going slightly harder, the push backs got more intense. I chanced my arm and gently rubbed a nipple, I was met by a low murmur. Then her had came back and felt my cock, she. In the back of my mind I half expected Sam to come bounding up and ruin the whole thing, but as I slipped my fingers out of Mary's cunt and positioned myself behind her, not a sound could be heard. The flock were grazing quietly, paying little attention to something which must have been a common thing to happen... between two sheep at least. I first sniffed her juices on my fingers, then tasted them. They were sweet but had a bitter aftertaste; all the grass no doubt. Still, the smell was. Too much was bad; too little was unheard of. It reminded me of an aunt who was deathly afraid of going out of her house without some make-up.This took the next week or so.Mrs. Houhlihan was right, there was a fuss. But Shannon was right, too. One parent with more money than brains, filed a lawsuit. It was thrown out in the preliminary hearing. And somebody filed a countersuit alleging that the first parent wanted to spy on the kids, and had some secret fetish. It quickly turned into a real can. He is youngish and clean shaven. I drive a little way past him, indicate, and stop in a convenient pull in. I guess the young man is used to thumbing a lift on this stretch of road.My cock is still sticking out of my pants when I roll down the passenger window. He hurries to the passenger side and sticks his head through the open window. “Whoa," he exclaims, but doesn’t back off. I smile at him. “Never expected that, did you?”He shakes his head, still peering through the open window, his gaze.