I'll go home now." No Jim, I don't want you to go. I want you to come here as we have arranged. But tell me the real reason for coming here."Jim just ...ropped his head and looked very uneasy. How could he tell her the truth?Rachel asked, "Can I ask you something personal?"Jim nodded."Are you here mainly because you like me?" He didn't answer her. But when she asked him again, he nodded."Are you here mainly to look at me?" I'm sorry, aunty." You don't have to apologize, Jim. Just give me an. . would he be nutty enough to use that shotgun he was carrying? I wasn't ready to take the chance. We walked under the low-hanging branches of a big tree and Ben Gordon leaned his gun against the trunk."All right, you can start peelin'."I turned and gave him a look of shock. "What did you say?"I said for you to uncover your hide. I want to see what it looks like."Slowly, I started unbuttoning my blouse, taking as much time as I could. When the last button came open, the old man stepped close. Fingers slide under the panties now and slowly, oh so slowly slid up the wet groove of my cunt, before coming to rest on my clit. I was trembling now. I tried to draw up my knees and try to press down on those fingers, but they retreated as I did, leaving me needing them – so much.Again I felt the cool steel of the scissors as the cut through the soft material of my panties, first on one side then the other. The front panel now just fell away, leaving my pouting, slippery wet pussy totally on. Her husband got home late the night before and they’d fallen asleep without making love, something that didn’t happen very often. She woke up before the alarm went off that morning, and, after watching her husband sleep for a while, she began making love to him. ‘Oh, Heidi!!!’ Tim groaned, his hips twisting and turning. ‘Godddd!!’ ‘You’re such a good husband,’ Heidi purred. ‘Since this is a special day for you, I think you deserve a special kiss.’ She bent and took his erection in her mouth..