This carried on for a couple of weeks until one day, Bill had to slow and pull way to the left to pass a huge articulated tractor pulling a ten furrow... plow on the road near Julia’s place. ‘Crap!’ she said, ‘that’s Dad’s tractor!’ as she slid as quickly as possible over to the door. Before Bill could get out of the lane, he found it blocked by the massive machine and pulled over in the yard to let the tractor and implement pass. As he drew up, Julia’s Dad hopped down from the cab and approached. It had been far and away her best feature, a legacy from a childhood spent learning dance that she maintained with a strict regimen of lunges. However, after getting a pair of stripper sized implants added to her already ample chest a few years ago, she had two other round mounds of flesh that demanded their own share of attention.She wasn't surprised when the boy, Joseph, didn't answer her question about his mother. Often, trouble with teen boys was nothing more than them needing to find a. The nudity and sleeping in the same bed was one thing, having Gavin’s cock in my hand was another. I kept telling myself he waswno different than any other client, but it was hard to think that way. Those butterflies returned.Gavin told me, “Just grab my cock with one hand and slip off the ring with the other. Should be a piece of cake."Gavin laid back on the bed. His cock ring was near the tip of his penis. Seemed like a pretty easy task. I grabbed his cock with my right hand and looked at the. I hear a door open, voices murmuring then nothing. The door to the room opens, sending a whoosh of cold air against my skin. I lift my head, my long hair trailing over my shoulders. I can hear movement, shuffling sounds, drawers being opened and closed. I feel fingers brush my hair, pulling it back and braiding it. I feel a tug, and my head goes back, warm hard lips meeting mine with rough brutal kisses. I moan and try to kiss them back, but they move away. Suddenly there is a slap on my right.