You can feel yourself drifting off to sl**p and into a dream where a thousands hands and lips tend to your naked body. A smile forms as in a state of ...half-sl**p you adjust your body to a more comfortable position and slyly slip a hand down the front of your trousers. But when your head makes contact with something unexpected you open your eyes and realise what caused the dream. I’m standing behind you, leaning in to kiss your swan like neck while my hands massage your shoulders. Instinctively. All the other men stood with their cocks ready waiting their turn with me, their was banter, and surprisingly I had a sense of humor, and even remarked to one guy, who commented on seeing my pussy when I was just three, that he missed a golden opportunity.That was when it started to rain and someone opened the back door, where daddy lay snoring, and I was thrust across his lap, with my bum sticking out of the door and the fucking continued until all four had expended their frustration into me.I. I love your personality and the love you showered on me but let me run and close the door before some one sees us”. I locked the door and came out to the mitham under the cool sky. She got a sleeping bag and pillows and was also in the mitham. We felt like we were in an island to do all the naughty things and the world would never know of it. She started rubbing my shoulders and said “all I need is a real man like you treating me like a wife”. Saying this she let me lie down and put my arms. The hay scattered on the ground crunched underneath my short heels. I realized that my more formal outfit was completely out of place in this setting, though I figured it didn’t matter much. I had a feeling I wasn’t going to be wearing it for much longer. It was funny how when Tripp and I were alone, our clothes seemed to function only as a starting formality that lasted but minutes before they were shed. I walked down the barn and into one of the empty stalls, leaning over the swinging door.