I have to get Brandon anyway." Who?" She narrowed her eyes and I smiled."I wasn't really by myself." Who's Brandon?" My dad looked at me and then at m... mom, and then they both looked at my small black Porsche."My boyfriend," I said with a giggle, just teasing them the way I hadn't in years.A few seconds later I opened the passenger door and Brandon practically knocked me down as he scrambled out of the front seat. He hated sitting in the car by himself and ran around the yard excitedly,. I let him lick me all the time. Stand up, take off your panties and lick me some more, you owe me, and you have to make me cum."I really didn't want to do it, but she did make me feel good so I did as she instructed. I stood and pulled my panties down and Laura wanted to hold them. When I handed them to her I saw there was some blood in the crotch. Laura said not to worry because it was my cherry that she popped earlier. I knelt back down and Laura had me pull the back of my dress up over my. He lifted the now hot iron and gently slid the hot tip down the black lacy cup of the right breast, the melting materiel burning itself to the soft flesh as the cup fell in two to the accompaniment of more screaming.He tore the remaining remnant from her body; her breasts pale in the spotlight as he tweaked the nipples, then hefted the tender morsel to his hooded lips. He took the iron in his right hand then the left breast in his left hand cupping it tenderly in his palm. Then he swung the hot. "Most farmers would rent their tractors out when they're not using them." "I wasn't finished using it!!" "So it was your idea," Floyd practically accused. "Why would he want to do a fool thing like that?" Charley asked. "It was the Tractor's fool idea!!" Oliver Douglas insisted. "Is that what you're going to plead in court?" Charley asked, interested. "Insanity?" "Court??" the lawyer looked at them. Floyd told him, "Your tractor did cut..." ("And he does mean "cut"," Mr. Haney added.).