I would have to wet the leather, of course, so it would..."The sound of soft, rhythmic splashing interspersed with creaking wood, interrupted the girl...'s thoughts. Quickly, she returned the stone to her pocket, retreated around the bend in the path and snuffed out her candle. She bit her lip and consciously quieted her excited breathing. Pulling the hood of her cloak low over her face and pressing her small body into the cavern wall, she peered cautiously around the bend. She listened to the. She returned to the mirror. Yes, there was the hour-glass figure her husband loved so much. She hoped her master would approve. Today, according to his instructions, she wore no panties. The sun shone outside, but her curtains were drawn. She pulled back the curtain on the patio door, just enough for her to see out into the garden. As she looked out, the young gardener peeled off his shirt. She never told her husband, but that chest was the main reason for hiring him She moved to get a better. Leaning over her, I undid her blouse buttons, andsaw white sperm droplets on her beautiful breasts. Groaning,I had to taste it, licking one after the other up, tasting thewarm negroe semen. As I undid her skirt I knelt between herthighs, inhaling the scent, as I dragged and slipped herdrenched panties off. Cuntdrool and sperm began to leakfrom her soaked swollen pussy and her puffy anal ring thatused to be pink and now was a dark red. She had been pumpedhard and often. I looked up as she. George and Dan applauded our efforts and the result. They finally understood how much a kid could learn growing up on a farm. Farmers built everything they had by themselves. If they had kids, then they had apprentices who learned on the job.The rent was going to be enough to pay for all of our utilities plus make a nice donation toward what our rent should be. I was excited to finally contribute to our surroundings.George and Cecile surprised me. They had some contracts drawn up that were for.