" Jesus, Nancy. Now look what you did." I was already spurting inside my pants.Nancy kissed me on the cheek. "You can always say you spilled your milk..." she giggled as she took off through the bushes, leaving her tray of food on the grass.I don't know that I had something real special, but I do know that what she'd done felt special. Real, real, real special. I knew my hand would never be the same.I tried to pick up both trays, but that just didn't work. I could put one on my hand like a. Suck on it.’ Then I had an idea that I thought might please her. I wiggled out of her and she released her leg hold on me. I slithered down her body, running my tongue around both breasts and then down to her navel and then down to her very wet pussy. ‘Oh, Rob,’ she said, ‘Are you sure you want to do that?’ I didn’t answer. I just let my tongue slid up and down her entire slit. She jerked and writhed around me in response. She tasted good. I’d tasted myself several times before and decided it. Lazy young 'uns, Harlan thought. Don't want to do nothing but fuck and sleep.The pickup was moving through open country now. Shoulder- high midsummer corn waved like grasses on the hills to the right and left. That summery scent of sun and sweet clover rode on the wind through the open windows. Harlan felt drowsy. His cock was bone hard, and he rubbed his prick as he drove. Somewhere along the way he was going to have to stop and jerk himself off. His cock felt like his prick was about to split. I put in my vibrators andmasturbated myself to sleep again and again. I never went out. I wasterrified that Henrico would hunt me down and trap me. When the doorbell rang my terror nearly overwhelmed me. I found thecourage to reject the useless emotion and answered the door. It wasHenrico with the rest of my stuff. "Chiquita, I'm sorry if I offendedyou in any way. To me this is all a game, and if I hurt the feelings Iam desolate."He turned to go when I had an inspiration. "Henrico wait, please.