After another sleepless night, he had given up tossing and turning and made himself a coffee, read his papers and smiled as he chatted to a faraway fr...iend. Feeling the need to stretch, he excused himself reluctantly and grabbed his stick and basket. It had been a good year for okra; he was pleased with the crop he had so far harvested. A few each day, along with tomatoes, butterbeans and bell pepper meant fresh vegetables on his plate each night. So, focussed on his chore of selecting the. “Come over here and have a seat on the table. I want to sample you before I take you.” Jak says and looks over at the sisters. The two are already sitting in a chair making out. “I guess they couldn't wait any longer.”“Yeah.” Kate says walking around the table and sliding her firm ass onto the cool wooden surface. Jak sits down in front of her and scoots his chair forward until he pushes her legs apart and looks down the length of her thighs. The blue flesh surrounding her pussy gapes open. “Shit... So young… So stupid...” My hips pushed forward and I grabbed his head shoving his face entirely onto my pussy. Anya’s hands cupped my breasts, kneading them.My fingers gripped his hair and I rocked my hips, grinding onto his tongue and nose. His fingers were digging into my ass holding me to him devouring my sweet pussy as I moaned loudly, not caring who watched. “That’s it, Garrett, eat her pussy and show her how sorry you are.”He sucked my clit between his lips and I felt his teeth. It was beginning to sag and look fleshy. In her mind's eye, she saw Connie's young face and felt a pang of jealousy. She heard noises downstairs and grimaced. She recognized the heavy clomping of Swede's boots and dreaded him coming upstairs for their ritual late afternoon fuck.A long time ago, Mary had realized that she didn't like fucking that much; she came most of the time but it was more an act of will than one of pleasure. And the way Swede plowed into her was like an endurance test.She.