"Oh, darling, you wouldn't fuck your mother," she said, trying to sound surprised, but looking delighted.Mother and son gazed at each other in tense s...peculation, and a husband and father looked on hopefully, hoping with all his heart that he had sired a potential mother-fucker.And yet another pair of eyes were fixed upon the scene.As soon as Bonny had finished squatting on both boy's pricks and got her pussy shot full of more cum, she had announced that she wanted to be taken home. She guessed. "Good morning Darling. I hope you are hungry."Benny ran his fingers along the crotch of her shorts, as he leaned close to her left ear. "I want to have your sexy body for breakfast."Karen shook against the fingers, and moaned. "That feels so good. But there will be time for that later. Right now we need to eat breakfast, and then begin inoculations. We have a thousand head of cattle to inoculate and move into the breeding pastures in the next six days." How many bulls do you have for stud this. Haha, Karen would fucking love it!” He saidKaren was Paul’s wife, she was younger than us, short with big tits. “I’d ruin her for you though mate!” I joked.The night wore on and we moved through a few more bars, drinking in each. We decided to end the night by going to the Roxy nightclub. It was there that I noticed Helen and Hannah again. As I stood at the bar, Hannah came over. Being drunker now I bought her a drink and was seriously flirting with her.After a couple more drinks and some. ..semen." Semen?" Nigella asked."The technical term is semen, but I usually call it cum," I replied. It was surreal to be explaining this."Cum?" Nigella asked, as the others whispered amongst themselves, as if I had said something significant. "As in, an orgasm?" Yes!" I said excitedly, delighted to hear they were familiar with orgasms.The room was abuzz with murmuring, and Nigella turned to the other women and they spoke in hushed tones. Again they all looked familiar and again I couldn't.