She could taste the fruit juice, a little pussy juice, and his saliva. She grimaced."Now lie back, I'm going to clean you up," he instructed. Jennifer... slowly positioned herself in the small backseat so that her pussy was in a position for him to lick it. His face descended to her crotch and he began lick and suck her pussy like a wild animal. She sure tasted good with a little added flavoring. Not that she'd tasted particularly bad before, of course.They at last pulled into the parking lot of. I reached over and unbuttoned one more of your buttons."What are you doing?" you said."It turns me on that people might see you," I said. "Tell that guy your boyfriend wants to know if he would like to see your breasts." "I can't do that," she said."Yes, you can," I said. "Just tell him. You sat there for a few seconds and I could see you nervously deliberating but I could also see your nipples harden and I knew the thought was turning you on. You squeezed my hand and leaned over to the guy on. (Mom was showering and getting ready for work while I did this.) Okay, mom and I had tea and breakfast while she went over what I had to do that day. Ok, dishes rinsed and in the sink. Bye mom.Go and run a bath for my little sister. (She hated showers she is only 6.) Go get her out of bed and carry her to the bath. (Easier than trying to wake her up and make her walk.) Help her out of her night things and soaked diapers and into the tub. She would wake enough to do the rest by then. Okay, then. He kept talking well after lunch was over. By this point, he had packed his basket back up with the leftovers, and had begun using what he called his drawknife to strip the bark from the trunk. Still, he kept talking. He even started asking questions—some she was willing to answer, some she wasn't. He didn't mind. She even started helping him by picking up the strips he cut off."Why are you cutting all the bark off?" That, my girl, is a good question," he replied, setting down his drawknife to.