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Benny returned a minute later with a shallow metal bucket and a three-foot dried-out plant with thin rigid branches. He placed the bucket on the brick pad and then took out a pair of hand clippers and started cutting stems and stalks and twigs off of the plant and tossing them in the bucket. “My own crop!” Benny said, as he clipped away. Grace rose from the sofa and walked over to a small bookcase and turned on the stereo. This was back in the days when FM radio rock stations would play entire albums start-to-finish one after the other without interruptions for hours on end. Solo Grace adjusted the tuner and the volume and ‘Nature’s Way’ from ‘The 12 Dreams of Dr. Sardonicus’ poured out of the speakers. When the bucket was about half-full Benny struck a wooden match and tossed it onto the arid kindling. It caught fire in a flash, flaming up at first, but then it lowered to a slow, controlled burn as Benny stoked it and continued feeding more pieces onto it. The room quickly filled with a dense fog of smoke. Grace noticed Chili’s bottle was empty so she took it out of his hand and indian retrieved him another from the fridge. She handed him the beer and sat back down beside him, a little closer than before. “Let me get a picture,” Benny said. “Move a little closer.” Grace scooted closer to Chili, her body masturbation now touching flush against his, and making his body inadvertently tense up. “Don’t worry,” Grace said to him. “He always does this.” Benny moved in closer with a Polaroid camera, focusing, framing a shot through the haze. Chili was already getting light-headed and he felt a dry burn in his eyes. But Grace’s body felt good next to his. They kept drinking beers and absorbing smoke in their lungs and their clothes and their hair. Chili thought the stereo babe sounded like a symphony, even though it all was coming out of two cheap speakers. The radio kicked into another album, ‘Straight Up’ by Badfinger; Chili had heard the LP many times—it was one of his old amateur favorites—but this time he swore he heard things in the music that he’d never ever heard before. Vision was getting fuzzy. Between the smoke inhaled and the smoke in the air, focusing was like trying to land a small plane in a blizzardy windstorm. I’ve never cum that hard..ever! She figured that since the assisstant was newer she should serve him first, and leaned in to indian engulf the head of his swollen member with her lips. “Maybe I’m glad you did, otherwise it wouldn’t have been me,” her head fell to his shoulder, in her orgasmic frenzy she bit him. Diamond let her eyes droop to slits, and her mouth masturbation suck gently around my digit as her body took control. As he suckled and squeezed on her breasts, he ran one of his hands down her side onto her leg. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. She felt incredible wrapped about me. That velvety delight that Solo had me nearly swooning with delight. Having the dog out of the house was a relief, she barely stopped herself babe from calling it master in front of Mark's father. I knew that she was still a virgin, because I knew both the guys she had dated, and she told me all about them afterwards. She had obvious doubts about that, but was also too dejected and frightened to say anything. Well see you too soon she said as we headed out the door. Miya's knees gave way as she fainted. I let amateur his dick plop out of my mouth and grinned up at him, “You like that, do you?” “I don’t care, just leave me alone.” I told her that I was just estimating Jack’s extra half-inch.