Two weeks had passed, when I had finally gotten a chance to be alone with her again, she was in the garage behind her house placing clothes in washer.... I was raking my lawn, "good morning Sarah", "good morning Mr. R, is Erica home?" "Yes' , I answered ' she's in the livingroom watching t.v." ."Can she have company?" she asked. "Anytime you want to come over, just come on in, you don't have to ask" I said. Later that afternoon Sarah knocked on the door, I called out to Erica to let her. ?Starting at the top Fiona, undo the buttons on your blouse.? You hesitateslightly. ?Do it now Fiona.? Your fingers go to the top button and reluctantly undo it. ?Excellent Fiona.Now the rest.? The next one follows and slowly you start to feel the cool airupon your skin, as the buttons are undone. You look down as you do this. Tosee what you are doing or in shame, it is hard to tell? You pull out the blousefrom your skirt and it is now open. You are not quite exposed but not far fromit. You. “The county dump. Wanna ride along? You might find it enlightening.” Without a word she got into the passenger seat. We never made it. There was a farm between our house and the landfill, and in a moment of inspiration I pulled over, got out, and walked to a fence. There were hogs on the other side, free range, organically raised beasts that the farmer got premium prices for. I dumped the ashes into a wallow beside the fence.Jo had trailed behind me, and screamed when she saw what I was doing.. Whatever Shelly was doing to her pussy and it was working, Fay's expression was racked with pleasure as she started to rub her cunt more urgently onto Shelly's mouth. Knowing what to do, Jack leant forwards to suck on her sensitive nipples and it tipped Fay over the edge. Her body helplessly trembled and then a deep grunt accompanied by a series of gasps followed. Fay's body shuddered as she took her orgasm, she savoured it willingly and rocking her hips offering Shelly her Mons and slit to.