"Roll over on your back bitch. Start jacking that little penis of yours." Yes master," I replied as she stood directly above me."Fantasize that I am f...eeding you my cock," she directed as she dropped to her knees, one on each side of my head. "I should force you to suck my cock right now! How dare you come here with a fantasy that doesn't provide any way for my release? What the fuck is that all about?"I didn't reply as I was getting close to eruption. I could see the head of an enormous cock. The school was deserted. They walked over to the old Oak tree, the one she always sat under to eat her lunch before they got together. Now they sat under it together with thier friends.The grass was still wet, but that was okay."Tony, are you okay?" she asked him."Fine, just be quiet now okay Morgan, for me." he said leading her to the oak tree.He seemed to be looking around."There was a sprinkler head you were sitting next to that first time I came over, can you find it?" he asked her.Morgan. Her breathing calmed down, and she was able to turn her attention to him. His fly was quickly unzipped, and he was exposed. She was determined her touch was going to be as soft as his, and she put his hand back on her breast as she worked. Two massive pearls caught her attention, smooth and spongy, and she stroked them, making him murmur and groan a little bit. Moving his hand across her body, she leaned down and saluted the wrinkled skin, telling it how much she loved her experience and wished. “After all, that’s only one more Sunday before the girls come. You’ve already agreed to the first Sunday in August.”“I’ll try.” Not that Dad wouldn’t make sure that he was awake. But the old man hadn’t used any of the support he was already giving him as a bargaining chip. He should get something. The truth was that Andy cared more for the independence of refusing than he disliked the services. And Marilyn would probably be there.Dad lent him a biography of Lee, and he took it out in the back.