I wondered how he would have looked if he could have heard her say that!I started by shoving the vibrator in and out which made her pretty wet and sta...rted asking how "Greg" felt. She amazed me for the second time by saying "Greg feels sooo good" and we both giggled. It was approaching 11:30 and I upped the stakes by saying that I had arranged for "Greg to come in and fuck you" to which she laughed and called me a pervert to which I said that if she was a good girl I may pretend to be Greg as a. His goals for the day were to relax, watch the baseball game, and consume lots of cold beer. Naturally, he was annoyed when the doorbell squealed during the fifth inning in the midst of a really good triple play. “Oh, come on!” he shouted, reluctantly leaving the comforts of his man-cave as the doorbell squealed once again. Dan was in the mood to send whoever was at the door packing. Probably some Jehovah witness offering to save me from a life of sin, he thought before opening the door. Dan. The barn is a quarter mile from the road so I'm never bothered when I work.Deborah arrived a little early and backed her truck into the barn next to the bales of hay. I noticed that she was dressed in a sun dress which was quite unusual, she's normally a jeans girl. Her hair was also a little curly, not the straight I've grown used to, what the hell? She had a strange smirk on her face and asked if I'd throw 20 bales on for her.She usually helped stack so it took a little longer than normal and. The lips of my shaved pussy were very visible. My tits aren't super big. B-cup. But they're firm and I like how they look in the cutoff tees without a bra. I hate bras.I took a deep, shuddering breath and walked out of my bedroom to the dark living room.“Hey, George? You awake?” I whispered loudly.“Yeah, Chrissy,” he said. “Wide awake actually.”“Yeah. Me, too,” I said. “Hey, listen. I was just kinda wondering if you were lonely.”“Lonely? Eh...” he said. “I guess I'm sort of used to it.”“Oh?” I.