”“What do you mean yet, Mama?”“I was married to your father when I was thirteen,” Mary explains. “I moved to this farm and I only got to s...ee my mama and daddy when they visited us or we them. Be thankful you’ve got to stay here for as long as you have.”“But I don’t want to marry someone I don’t know,” the teenager complains. “I don’t want to live on a farm my whole life.”“Now there ain’t no sense talking this nonsense,” her mother chides. “This is how it works. You need to get used to it. We. I couldn't take my eyes off them.The visual and physical stimulation was too much. Plus the taboo of being outdoors where anyone could find us.Bree worked her beautiful lips up and down my shaft rapidly. And I erupted.I cried out as my cum shot into her mouth. She pulled back in surprise and my cum drizzled onto her big tits. She kept pumping my shaft until she’d gotten every last drop.I sat down bare-assed on the bench seat. Bree sat next to me with her top still partially unbuttoned we kissed. . One that she could hold at the edge of ecstacy while she watched the glistening drops of pre-cum stream from its swollen purple head."OH, YES!! ... I CAN FEEL IT!!"Millie could take no more! She rushed from the little desk chair to the over-sized lounge in the back of her father's library; stripping what remained of her sweat soaked clothing as she went. She threw her naked body onto the soft leather cushions, eyes closed tight and fingers fluttering wildly.She dreamed that in her left hand. Very slowly she moved her lips towards me and I did the same. Time seemed to go very slowly and I held my breath as our lips were centimeters away. Finally she leaned closer and kissed me. We stood there, not moving except for our lips. My arms dropped and she placed her hands on the back of my head. I grabbed her hips and started to walk as we continued to kiss. She hit the wall gently and gasped softly. Her mouth had the richest taste and for the moment I felt something so strong that it was.