I stashed a box in a secret place deep in the woods by the river bank. Well away from all the trails that people sometimes wandered. Initially when i ...discovered these woods, i would simply wander naked and play with myself. I had some porn magazines that my older cousin gave me. They were tattered and worn. My favorite were the bisexual pictures where the men and women were together but the men also sucked each others dicks. I liked that, but i always imagined me being the female and being. I would wear my cream Calvin Kylen jeans, and my red stripped button up shirt and black slip on shoes. Its a nice restaurant with booths so you could sit next to me and we could enjoy the view and I could still gaze at you, we would be able to touch as well.I would like to have a nice frosty beer to start, would you like a glass of champagne? Something lovely light and sparkling? We could start with oysters if you like them or prawns. It would be so nice to have no interruptions and just chat. It's a six foot BrushHog and I think the tractor is around 80 horsepower so it is powerful enough, that I should be able to go at a pretty good clip. It'll take through the weekend though." Can we help in any way?" If you guys could do my chores in the evenings until the corn is planted, it would be a big help. After I get out of school next year, I'll have a lot more time, but we'll also be putting in a lot more crops."We decided to go over and talk with Claude for a while after lunch. Mom. This was Ruth's primary form of transportation. Ruth and Sandi slid the back door open and guided Bob into the back seat. Ruth climbed in after Bob and postioned herself so that she was upright and Bob was semi-reclining. She turned ever so slightly and lifted her arm a little bit and eureka! Bob's face was again inches from Ruth pussy scented armpit. As Sandi got into the driver's seat and started the engine Ruth was already whispering in Bob's ear."Pussywillow! You will obey! Pussywillow..