She kisses Me slowly passionately, sensually all massaging my back down genitals with one hand and squeezing my ass and probing my anus with a finger....She steps away and comes back with what looks like a modified one that you wash your car with but was actually a disinfectant wash that she sprayed my entire body with. She designed to wash and run off the body and what’s left evaporate. Here's another and better scenario. Before she hangs me up and abuses me this happens.She takes me by the hand. The boy was in the company of Walter Simpson, an old man.Mr. Simpson was a longtime fan of the Double-A baseball club known as the Birmingham Barons. He knew the players, and they knew him. Years earlier, when the boy had been only three and four years old, Walter Simpson and his wife had cared for him in their home, while the boy's mother worked as a waitress. It was a commercial child-care arrangement that, over time, had become much more. The old man and his wife still thought of the boy as. Slade? I mean... like... 'cept for the other stuff you gotta tell me 'bout?" Yes, Sally, you wrote a very good essay. The best in the whole class," Sam lied. It was, in fact, quite well written and she'd told him a lot without quite being explicit. "But you're right. We have to talk about what you wrote." Oh thank you, Mr. Slade," and the shapely, little teen put her arms around her teacher's waist and hugged him. "I'm glad you liked it." As she hugged the big man, Sally felt warm all over from. After the waitress delivered her tea, I casually reached under the table and placed my hand on her thigh. She smiled at me when I did it, so I began massaging her thigh as we chatted. We were speaking quietly, but since we were talking about pretty explicit things, we decided to go to my car to sit and talk, so we would have a little privacy. I really admired her shapely, large ass bouncing as I followed her out.I opened the car door for her and she sat down, I went to the other side and got in.