But I did it again; I told him everything was fine to me…Suddenly he closed his lap top and put away inside the pocket of the seat in front of him. ...Then he folded his arms across his chest. His right hand was under his left arm, leaning toward me; he ran his fingers on the side of my tits.I turned slightly to give him a better feel, barely letting him reach my hard nipple.The blanket was covering me from my shoulders to my waist; I moved my hand, making sure to keep it covered, to the top of. We locked eyes and she nodded slowly, giving me permission to do what I wanted. Leaning down I sucked her pink, hardened nipple in my mouth. It tasted of tenderness, youth, and beauty. Groaning in pleasure I began to grind against her thigh. I could feel the precum flowing from my tip and through the denim of my jeans. She didn’t mind though, she continued to whisper soft words of encouragement as her legs slowly spread on reflex. Pulling off with a slight pop I began to suck on the other. This lovely vision lying on his couch was a goddess. How was he supposed to keep his resolve when she looked so damn fine! Before he knew it, he found himself on his knees, leaning in once again. She had probably fallen back asleep, so now was his chance. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.One kiss. That was all he wanted. Just a taste of this magnificent beauty, with her soft skin, gentle curves, and sweet, luscious lips.At the last moment he caught himself, remembering how much she. Happens all the time... in my imagination. So that was my state of mind when I rolled into the tiny hamlet of Youngfield. I had left the city early in the morning in order to arrive early enough to get in a few hours of consulting work. The oil company's field office was just on the edge of one of those wheat fields. Actually, everything was at the edge of those wheat fields, since there were only about a dozen buildings in town. Briefcase in hand, I stretched my legs and then sauntered up the.