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I had just put the unit on the shop table andI collapsed in a heap on the floor writhing in pain. I was in a room wherethe noise level was such that i... I screamed it could never be heard causethe room was sealed off. You see the shop was in the server room and in thecorner behind all the cooling units. inside the shop it was quiet enoughbut you needed to hit a button to alert someone if something happened.There was a fire escape but I was in too much pain to reach the door muchless the button.. ”Mother packed enough lunch for six people, so we had three picnics. One at Riverside Park before noon. One at the Gorge Overlook about two in the afternoon and then back at Riverside Park about five.I do not know what mother expected to happen on our picnic, but what did happen was what I expected. We talked about all kinds of things, including our parents and siblings, school and teachers, likes and dislikes. The likes and dislikes included foods, people, sports, and parents. We both. She reached down and gave my pussy a rub through my suit, then pulled it to the side of my pussy so she could play with my bare cunt and the boys could see it. Then she pulled the material of my suit top to the middle so my breasts hung out the arm holes to the sides."Guys are visual, you need to get them off quick, no time to fall in love with these cocks, just suck them off cupcake."I sucked and bobbed my head to the best of my knowledge and he came in my mouth and my eyes watered as I. Edward seemed to notice as well. “Cookie, Greg let the coral bite him but he cleaned it out so it should heal fast.” Edward volunteered, and Cookie recovered herself, smiled and looked back at Edward. “Well, he be a grown man, so he best know what’s best for him…” I well understood Cookies double meaning but only nodded my head. I was anxious to read Reina’s note, so I ate quickly and excused myself. I returned to the cabin, changed into shorts and walked onto the porch with a small sip.
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