Then she moved in with yet another guy who beat her and treated her even worse. By the time they came to pick up her things here, Leanne had been inst...tutionalized, with her willing agreement and consent for treatment.Her folks didn't hold anything against me — they knew exactly what their crazy daughter was like. We've kept in contact over the years and they have quietly kept me informed of the up and downs of Leanne's life. Her condition was more or less treatable with medication and she was. Her pussy was glistening in the sun light she was soaking wet and my cock was bursting out my leathers.I finished climbing the hill crept up to her keeping low as I didn't want her to see me but I wanted a closer view I kept my helmet on and visor down as I was walking in to the sun and it was blinding without the tinted visor I had on as I got closer I couldn't help myself she was so wet I could hear her juices flowing through my closed helmet so I reached out and touched her pussy she moved. He was doing quite well, Jessica had started to do things to him that were very similar to what I was doing to her. I didn’t watch very long, but I saw her tongue as it slowly stroked his crotch, from his ass to his scrotum, and started up the underside of his balls. He told me later how great it was, the way she held his balls, one at a time, between her lips, and gently stroked them with her tongue. It was an erotic sight, especially seeing his hard, black cock bouncing against Jessica’s. He put his cock up to her pussy, and then he pushed hard into her and pounded her hard. Then he started asking her “You gonna bring me your pussy again?” She didn’t respond, he asked once more “I’m talking to you… you little slut,” Then he drove his lubed finger in her ass while she was still spreading her ass for him… She responded with “yes… yes I will bring you my pussy again.” “That’s a good little slut” he told her. Her pussy was so wet I could see the juices dripping down her legs; I.