"The journey was pleasant, but long, Mr. Karlsson," Lisa said without raising her eyes."I understand that," said the farmer. "And I really think a bat...h would be nice, right? And maybe a hot meal?"Lisa's stomach churned in response and the farmer's warm smile widened, though she could sense something sad in his eyes. "Let me introduce my son, David, and Sara, who also works as a maid here. You two will share a room and I expect you to be good friends. Right, Sara?" Yes, Mr. Karlsson," the young. I noticed one figure steadily passed by the others, until she was level with me. I recognised Dawn, the oldest of our group. She was about forty five I guessed, carrying a few pounds extra. She puffed as she walked, I grinned at her. ‘OK?’ She raised her thumb, but didn’t talk, saving her breath for the climb. We walked on as I spaced myself about two feet to her right, keeping pace as the others opened a gap of about twenty feet. Anna, ahead, looked back and adjusted her pace slightly, we. I stepped out of the way as he moved around behind her, sliding his prick out of her hand as he did. He rolled the condom onto his cock, then flipped up the back of her dress. He pulled her thong aside and pressed his erection between her pussy lips. She was wet, he was small, and he slipped in easy. I could see her eyes get big as he entered her, but she didn’t stop sucking the other cock.She did spread her feet a bit, putting her pussy more in line with his cock. He slid it rapidly in and. Our only contact would be the telephone every evening, 7pm local time regular as a clock before the k**s bedtime, consistent as always, my lovely Melvin, solid and reliable and a loving wonderful dad and hubby who I love so very much, I hate this subterfuge, but I needed this pain and punishment so desperately and unbeknown to him it keeps his oversexed wife sane and satisfied. At the airport we kissed, a long and passionate kiss, then he was gone once more, his suitcase in hand, striding.