"If you are you had better come with me now because my bowels and bladder are full and desperately need to be emptied.With that said, Gretchen headed ...for her mother's bedroom with Katrina hurrying close behind, her pussy starting to clutch inside of her.When they reached the bedroom, mother and daughter stripped in silence, Katrina not taking her eyes from her daughters delicious looking body. Her breath caught in her throat as she eyed the small patch of soft hair that barely covered her. The natural light coming through the far exit door in the sunrise end of the shed seemed a brighter fresh beacon for home as the cows crowded in. Silhouettes against the coming dawn were only interrupted with rising breath generating steam in the cold morning air. In all the heavy smells of manure the steam glistened with new day sun rays.This was a herd of over 200 milking cows intermixed with heifers who had not yet “freshened”. I would learn how breeding time upcoming would allow them to. She had a fabulous body, 34b and lovely skin, great black hair, fabulous arse. We had a great time and each night went on the lash, dirty danced in the night clubs (Phuket) and sometimes fucked on the beach and then always, every night, fucked in the hotel pool. It was always about 1am by then and we never noticed anyone watching (much to my disappointment!). For me it was always a rush to fuck in an open air pool with the chance of people watching, and for her she just loved to fuck and. I coo softly. She answers my moan with her own, then whispers, “You are so lovely.” She does not call me a slut. She does not call me a cunt. She does not call me a whore. You are so lovely, she said. The words are seismic. I slide my fingers against my pussy lips, and then slip them just inside me. I let out tiny quiet whimpers as I began to finger my pussy, first one finger inside me and then two. She responds with her own sounds, sound that defy words, sounds that come from deep inside her,.