Susan sat relaxed in the passenger seat as Bill drove through the warm summer evening. The workweek was done. It was Friday evening and she and her hu...band were on their way to a weekend party with friends in Santa Cruz. In the back seat of the car were an attractive young couple that was a recent acquaintance and new neighbor. Ann and Tom Honeby were a few years younger than the Wytheson’s. They had just bought the house next door when Ann had inherited a considerable estate from her parents. Maybe the savings could be considered a Christmas gift to the truckers.But what to do for the extended family that lived all around there? For the womenfolk, she hand wrote little gift certificate notes that offered varying amounts of her time for babysitting, housekeeping or anything else that they needed done. Time was one of the things that she did have to give.Gifts for the menfolk were more challenging until her boyfriend, when she asked him what he wanted for Christmas, told her, “All I. As Clark was about to climb back into the driver’s seat of the vehicle, Katie came and stood squarely in front of him. Without a word she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. He was surprised by the insistence and strength of it and clasped her in his arms, too.“You will come home to me,” she said boldly. It was not a question, not even a request. It was an order from an impassioned woman who could not bear for her man to be away from her for long.He nodded firmly and was dismayed that a. I bit a little and she groaned more. I pulled it with my teeth, sucked hard, and pulled her nipple away from her chest, and listened to her react. Her hand was on the back of my head, stroking my hair. Her nipple was hard in my mouth, a succulent morsel of flesh. I hope she was enjoying it as much as I was. She sounded like she was. I made a sound to show my appreciation, and she liked it.“O-oo, yeah, you like to suck, don’t you, Jason?” she cooed. I muffled an affirmative, my mouth filled..