Another guy wanted to fuck her on the bar. I was proud and embarrassed at the same time. A few minutes later she returned from the bathroom wearing... only jean shorts and a smile with her hands cupped over her bare boobs. She giggled and asked who took the rest of her clothes. The bar owner told her to quit teasing and let them see her bare tits. He demanded the hugs and kisses that were promised before she finished getting dressed. She whispered something to the bar owner and he led her to. Went to the living room to put lotion on my milky white legs infront of him, and I would catch his looks with a smile. I started asking him what he was watching and he said football, I pretended interest and asked stupid questions and finally I went for the kill, I got up and asked him to he would please put lotion on my leg because I was having hand cramps. Lame excuse, but he agreed. I got closer and sat next to him, my shorts barely covering my ass and thighs, I hand over the lotion and he. "Oh, thank you. The men that returned said you might be moving today and I came to see if I could help," she said, smiling back."I'm sure we can put you to work and thank you for offering, but in that case Mrs Brown might need to fix you some breakfast. I don't want to work you on an empty stomach," I said, waving a hand toward the door to the kitchen and inviting her to lead the way.She did and I noticed that she wasn't wearing chaps today but she was in buckskin trousers, and they fit her. Trish loved the sex that we had shared.We heard a knock on the door and a crying baby. I smiled as I saw that Trish’s breasts were leaking milk. She told them to enter and they brought her daughter to her. We all watched as Trish held her daughter up to one breast and watched her clamp on like a shark attack. That little eight-week-old was really hungry. Katie, Lisa, and I sat there and watched the interaction of a loving mother and her daughter. The girls asked Trish about childbirth and got a.