First, we finished the fences across each stream, and then we built a pen for the pigs and a run for the chickens. Following that, we fenced in severa...l pastures for the cows. The pastures were easier to fence because we built split rail fences zig-zag with the corners of the rails stacked atop each other. After plowing the field for corn, plowing our garden was next and the girls transitioned from planting corn to planting our garden.We heaved a deep sigh of relief when we finished the planting. .. And this story of us being sisters didn't make any sense, nor the fact that Megan was kissing me again, this time with her mouth open, her tongue searching mine, her lips thirsty for kisses. Slowly Megan's lips went down my neck, sending thrills of pleasure up my spine. Megan's breathing speeding up... I couldn't stand it anymore."Stop. STOP." What?" How can you say we're sisters and the next minute you start kissing me like that?" I didn't think about it. I didn't plan this, if it is what. It was a frustrating moment, so closed, yet so far from all the action. Another quick slap, another moan. It was so humiliating, being parked, like that might be needed soon, but not yet. But still, this treatment was making Amelie as horny as she had been all night. It was amazing how quick she had been to fall into this new role. In the next room, the person received about slow, elaborately placed strikes. It was almost certainly a woman. Amelie stood watching the tiny opening between the. 'Tom, please don't. I don't want to do this,' she pleaded. He ignored her and pushed a second finger into her as she squirmed to get away from him. His other hand travelled behind her, resting on her buttock which he began to massage. He began to fuck her cunt hard with his fingers. What Tom was doing felt amazing, but she refused to allow herself to admit it. She pressed her body against the cold metal of the ladder as a small orgasm rippled through her body. Tom pressed his thumb.