Nonetheless I was sure they would have everything ready to do the needed repairs. They certainly knew what I needed better than I did. Oh well, maybe ...I shouldn't be quite so quick to wish for emancipation from the pig farmers. One thing I decided from looking at the terrible sewing job on my skin, was that I for sure would not be in a bikini on this trip.I stepped into the shower and washed my body. I got the smell of machine oil off me, before I used every sweet smelling thing I could find. I am a southern girl and it kind of turns me on to get dirty. I told you to sit down beside me and relax. Then I grabbed your hand and slit it under my skirt. Even through my panties you could see how wet I was. You didn’t expect me to rip off my top like we were safely secluded in a bedroom. I could tell by the way you delicately teased my panties you were so nervous some k** would walk under our canopy and freak out. I didn’t care. I told you ‘I want you sucking my nipples and. Five minutes later, when she came out there were expressions of satisfaction on her face. On the other hand, Sara grabbed my cock and took me to the bathroom and washed it. Sara sucked cock and clung to me. We were standing and caressing each other. We both came out of the washroom. Zarina broke into tears as she looked at me. I wipe away her tears and kissed her softly on her luscious lips, fondling her ripe buttocks. She blushed as her body remembers the heated passion that my cock has. She whimpered seductively. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back slightly. I hiked her dress up over her hips and exposed her perfectly curved ass. I pulled off my belt, unhitched my pants and pulled the whole mess down to my ankles. “Uncomplicated, Desiree,” I whispered. Then I grabbed my aching erection and guided it between her perfect legs until I found her pussy. I slid it easily into her tight, hot hole and she grunted primitively. I immediately started thrusting into her. Desiree pushed.