He asked if I could come by and discuss some matters about the field. I told him that I was free and could see him in about twenty minutes if that wou...d be all right. He agreed and I kissed all of my girls goodbye and headed out to the field. Cathy caught me at the door so she went with me. We arrived at the field and were ushered into the office. Bob told us that he was in over his head in debt and would have to sell the airfield to pay his bills. I had seen this coming since I noticed corners. Cathy licked and probed with vigour. Her tongue darting in and out of Stephanie’s pussy trying to get every drop of cum it could. As she sucked and licked she felt a hand entwine in her hair holding her lips against Stephanie’s pussy. She moaned and the release of air from her mouth sent a wave of pleasure through the older woman who squirmed under her making Cathy’s tongue slide over her clit.Stephanie held onto Cathy’s hair and guided her face to where she wanted it most. Her pussy was on. That was part of the conversation. He had known the King’s nearly all his life.“Really nice people,” He had said. “Salt of the earth. Orchardists. They used to own King’s Canyon and farm 750 acres of cherry trees. When the conglomerate of Consumers Energy and Detroit Edison approached them with the buy offer, they were shocked. Over night they went from orchard owners to multi-millionaires. Never affected them a smidge ... Joan, the daughter, is still salt of the earth. Vacations in Pentwater. We were part of the last generation ofkids who were sent outside to play on their own, no adults hovering overus.We were expected to handle everything short of drawing blood on our own,and we did.Now, I know you probably means things were scary. We tend to think of kidjustice as something closer to lord of the flies than lord of the manor,but the fact was we were all unconsciously aware of the fact that ifthings got too out of hand, the adults might Get Involved, and since wedidnt want that, it.