Putnam took the girl by the arm and walked around to her side of the desk. "Climb up on the desk right here," she said, patting the desk right in fron...t of her chair.Beverly did as she said and Ms. Putnam sat in her chair spreading Beverly's legs wide and placing herself directly in front of the dripping young pussy, but back a bit. "Good girl, you are doing wonderfully," Ms. Putnam praised her."Now, I want you to play with your lovely tits. You have such wonderful tits, my sweet, and I want to. Pru at nineteen, had married only three months earlier, a hastily arranged marriage but sadly she lost the fetus shortly after the wedding was arranged. Her husband Garth was a shy bank assistant manager, three years her senior. Finding no one at home, Pru roped a horse and rode out to find someone. She wouldn’t be too worried if she found no one because riding was in her blood. Almost half a mile down the track she found Dodge and Larry had just finished swinging a new gate. ‘Hi I couldn’t. As far as I knew the only vehicle kept in any of the garages was Gramps’ 1978 Ford F-100 Custom, with its two-tone dark olive and mustard paintjob. The paint had faded to light olive and pale tan, and there were plenty of dents, but not a speck of rust; he had a new bedliner installed a decade ago. Since Gramps could no longer work his magic on it, he had a buddy who kept the engine tuned. The 351 Windsor V8 engine rumbled like a well fed grizzly. It only had farm tags on it, since Gramps. The commotion had attracted all of our friends, and I saw the guys looking at me with respect while the girls smiled in admiration, even Elyse.Adrienne quickly slipped her arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. "It gets me sooo hot when you do manly stuff like that."I grinned and kissed her cheek back. "Does that mean I get a hero's reward later on?"Her eyes glowed golden. "Absolutely."I laughed and we all went back to our mellow partying. A fresh joint was handed to me and under the basking.