She wiggled her bare ass at me."Oh my God. Sir! Sir! What are you doing??? Oh! God your slapping my ass. Why?? Stop! Your making my ass turn red." she... screamed. I kept slapping her big ass. Making it jiggle. It was pale white at the beginning. It was now turning pink. I looked between her legs. There was some wetness running down the inside of her thigh. She looked over her shoulder. She was biting her lower lip. She had on some soft red lipstick. "MMMmm...Your such a naughty girl. I see you. This assignment list was posted where everybody could see it and it was read to those who could not read English. The men were very happy with this new way of working and glad for the periodic break from active patrol. The reserve also gave the foreman a pool of men to call on when he had unusual manpower requirements.The one big problem in all of this how to signal the main ranch complex that the reserve was needed. One of the ranch hands had been in the Union Signal Corps during the war, so. (Ian being my father). I knew that meant I was going to be cucked again by my own father. I asked her if she was going to fuck him again and she replied that if that was what he wanted then yes. There's that twitching of my cock that betrays what my body wants; even if my mind doesn't. I decided that I might as well enjoy watching them and pull myself into a frenzy of love.My father's car pulled up and he let himself in. He shouted hello and Julie shouted back that we where in the garden. He. "Without breaking the kiss, Mike reached behind his bride and picked up a bar of fragrant soap. His hands worked up a rich lather on her back and buttocks. Turning her around, Mike pressed his erection into her back as his soapy hands caressed her full breasts. With a handful of lather stroked he her firm, slightly rounded belly, and his roving fingers probed into the tuft of blonde hair on her mound. A wonderful sense of anticipation seemed to rush through him, and with it a wave of desire.