He can just see her shaved pussy waiting to be touched. She pushes the plunger in slowly and the dope flows into her veins. “What a rush.” ...he mumbles her head falling back and her hand moving to her pussy.“Did that shot make you wet? I bet your ready to get fucked now, aren’t you just the little slut when you get high??” Her face is buried in the seat; Knees back up under her and Her ass high in the air!! He stands over her at the open truck door.. “What a sweet little ass. We pulled off the road and parked and took our stuff and set out for the sinkhole. It must have been up in the mid seventies by then, yet the forest still didn't have any leaves on the trees and all of the leaves from last fall had been matted down by the now melted winters snow and formed a very unusual forest scene. There wasn't any grass or ferns come up yet, as two days ago there was two feet of snow on the ground that had melted away during the rain we got Thursday. After about a mile or. “i’d be happy to. It’s very easy. It doesn’t take long and the prep is minimal. Where do you live? I could drop it by or you could pick it up on your way home.”She paused still checking me out as she made her decision.“i…we…live, in the ganga flats near her here , do you know where that is?” “just before the turn in to your neighborhood, on the right, there’s a rusty old iron gate and a long gravel driveway. It’s right in my back yard.”” why don’t you stop by on your way home? I’ll give you the. She closed it, and then said, ‘Well, I came here to look at some recipes. What about you?’ ‘Honestly, I have no idea. I just got bored, so I came here.’ ‘Well, what do you do for fun?’ The question took me by surprise, so I told her about how I was new to town and I didn’t know what to do with myself. Then, I asked her the same question. She looked at her screen, which was now on some recipe for honey prawns, and then looked back at me. Her face was a little flustered, but she smiled, and said,.