Husband and wives, sons and daughters... all kinds of people. And, one of the best parts? All the men are bi that come. It’s a very special and diff...erent kind of group. Your Daddy loves it, he gets to fuck all kinds of bums.” “Wow! Is this where you go when you say you’re going to that monthly dinner party?” Penny asked in wonderment. Linda beamed. “Yup! We go once a month. Usually takes us a day to recover from all the fucking. So, you’ll come with us? I have some pretty lingerie you can. You become enthusiastic now and hold my hair away from my face now as you marvel at me as I endeavour to please you. You start to manoeuvre my head back and forth, fucking my face with your hard again cock. The sound of air escaping my mouth and juices squelching are only adding to the pleasure. My fingers desperate to join the party begin playing with your balls, massaging them at a steady pace, I want to squeeze the cum right out of them but that would be cheating. I reach down and dip a. Cathy opened the door and immediately apologized for coming home and interrupting us. “We were just munching on some grapes. That’s all,” Melissa replied. She didn’t seem to care that Cathy could obviously see that we were nude. I figured Melissa must be very comfortable being nude in front of Cathy and perhaps, vice versa. Well, I wasn’t. I didn’t know what to think since I was now in a situation I had never been before. Should I be nervous and embarrassed or be sexually excited about being. Mataoka surprised me by spreading some ears of wild corn around. It wasn’t going to give the yield we were used to, but it was a big, fresh field and we’d survive the winter on it. It was late to sow, and she had to go far and wide to find enough of last year’s heads with any seeds left, but it would make all the difference. I spent the time hunting, finding the forests around thick with game and even some turkeys which were easy hunting and good eating.I surveyed our new farm: the field was a.