His mother said now , I guess might be the right time to tell you about the farm as she puffed away on her smoke. After his dad died she had tried ...to run the place by herself but was never as good at it as her husband had been He had asked his mother why it had been so hard for her to run this donkey stud farm as he had thought it was a thriving business? His mother told him son you just don't understand and went on to explain that it was not the kind of stud farm you think it was. We. Rhonda swished my long satin gown around me as Tom carried me upstairs.I felt weaker by the minute and could only babble and flutter my eyestrying to focus as I looked around not sure where I even was now. Icould hear the girls following along up the stairs whispering as Lindaand Audra began giggling. Tom laid me on the large king sized bed as the girls pulled me up andcentered me on the bed. I blinked my eyes as I looked trying to focuswhile they smoothed out my dress."Wha...what's. Taking my hand, he guided me towards his bedroom down the hall. As we entered his room, I jumped on his bed reaching for his nightstand and pulling out a condom and lube. I stood at the entrance of his room. Once again nervous as hell but excited as fuck.While laying on the bed, he pulled down his sweatpants and removed his shirt. There he was, lying nude on his bed with cock out on display. Motioning his finger as to 'come here,' I slowly removed my pants and shirt as I walked towards him.. "Sure. Come on in." I had no idea what they wanted, but by the time thirty or forty girls had filed in, left whatever it was they were carrying, and then, after a curiously intense and reverent inspection of me, departed, I had a completely furnished room. Complete with a wool Oriental rug (a slight stain on one corner), a pair of lamps (elegant, but not matching), two easy chairs (comfortable, and that's all that counts), and enough linens and towels to fill the second closet. The single bed.