" I don't think so. You want me to think you're some kind of cheap old fart so I won't want to live with you." She had a little smile in her eyes. "We...l, I saw you running around the barn this morning, and I think you looked pretty good, not old at all. And so what if you're cheap. I don't need money. I've got your loooooove.With that, she drew her T-shirt up to her waist and climbed onto my lap. She sat facing me and straddling my legs. She gave me little wet kisses all over my face and then. The look at Stacey's face told Jessica she was about to cum and sure enough Stacey was in the throws of a powerful orgasm that was Jessica's cue to give the spit one hard thrust witch pushed the spit though Stacey and out of her mouth, it was a flawless spitting, she thought so anyway, but would Spitenmier?.Within 5 minutes of her spitting Stacey was properly bound and over the coals starting her roasting, Spitenmier came over having observed the whole process, "Wonderful job you were the first. ’ His last word sounded like it burned his tongue to say but Cora knew his apology burned his pride even more so she jumped down and started her work. Once the bags were filled and stacked she and Ronnie silently stalked off to the old shed. They looked around at the job ahead of them. There were piles of rusted parts to tractors and trucks, sheets of scrap metal, and old bikes and wagons that her mother probably played with as a child. They easily loaded everything into the back of Ronnie’s. She had drank more than she could ever remember drinking in a single day, yet her thirst persisted.She looked down at the pool of cum lying in her stomach, lost in thought for a moment. It couldn’t be that… could it? Could that be what she needed?She reached down gingerly with two fingers, scooping some of the paste-like substance from her torso. She raised her hand up and examined her digits, the gooey substance gleaming in the light moon glow exuding from her bedroom.