He feared his next Easter would be his last. And afterbeing diagnosed as a diabetic at age 68, George could no longer eat theEaster candy he enjoyed g...rowing up. Despondent, he hoped and prayed thathe could enjoy Easter like he used to.About a week before Easter, George prepared to boil and dye the eggs forthe hunt. Alas, one fell on the floor and broke. But instead of theusual yolk and albumen, George saw a fully-formed chick emerge from theshell. Surprised as he was, he was even more startled. She could open the engine up and fly toward the peak without a care in the world. As she approached the top, she would use gravity to slow herself before entering the tight curve at the summit. At just over a mile long, this was the only significant uphill section on the way back to town. Liv was certain she would never make it to the top.A brief glance in the rearview mirror revealed a face full of worry that she hardly recognized. Her green eyes flashed around the interior, then settled on. But it took me a moment to realize what hewas doing. He was undoing his belt. When I heard his zipper, I twisted violently,hoping. But he was ready for me. The hand fisted in my hair pinned me to thecar, pressing against my shoulder blades. I could feel the cold glass of thewindow against my cheek. And then cold air assaulted my thighs and ass as helifted my coat and skirt, baring me to his attack. And then the cold was gone.Replaced with warm - no hot - skin. His cock nestled between the. You strip down and pull your belt off your pants and tell me to spread my legs as far as i can, i do as you tell me to, and you lightly start whipping my inner thighs and pussy, then across my stomach and whip each breast. then you sit next to me and start pulling my nipples and twisting them and biting them hard enough that I think you might break skin. then you start biting my neck really hard leaving deep teeth indents. you take your cock and start smacking my clit with the head of it. you.