“Oh shit” she thought to herself, Beau’s mom and a bunch of the adults from the local bar were paying admission and entering the maze. Hurriedly... she fumbled in her purse for a stick of gum, chomping on it to deaden the smell from the whiskey. She slid the rest of the pack of gum, and the remainder of the pilfered bottle of Crown Royal into her bag, grabbing her flashlight she headed toward Old Man Jones to pay the $5 admission fee. Old man Jones eagerly took her money, this was definitely. She swung open the driver’s door and squeezed all 5’10” of her long-legged gorgeous body behind the wheel. The attendant stood on the raised concrete between the pumps to improve his view. He was not disappointed. Another car pulled up so he returned to his job. She was putting her purse in the floor of the passenger seat when she saw someone approaching the door. Looking up, she recognized that it was him, the truck driver that had videoed her. “Evening little lady, I didn’t mean to startle. I started with the flat edge of the head over her clit hood, ran it around her outer pussy lips, then back.“Spread your legs wider.”Now I could run it up and down her gash and she shivered a little. I pressed a little harder and paused each time at her slit. When I ran the head around the crooked inner pussy lips, they shuddered almost like they did when she came. I amused myself there for a while. She was pretty quiet, but her pussy juice was running nicely, so I kept working it up and down. I feel the first soft caress of her swollen folds on my fingertips just as her lips find mine. My eyes closed, I focus on the teasing stroke of my finger as it explores her smooth, delicate lips. It traces the outline of her sex with the merest of kisses, tickling up and down the length of her engorging lips. Her breath falls warm and gentle against my face between kisses, her hips moving beneath my touch. I'm sure I could never tire of hearing the way she softly sighs as my fingertip tenderly.
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