I was completely at a loss now. What was expected of me here? I was resolute this time. I was not here to be a showpiece, as it were. I simply wasn’...t going past making out with this audience.“Come on girls,” Lexie said dryly. “Let’s step out of the van for a bit.”I started to relax immediately as doors opened and the girls filed out with some embarrassment.“Parker, don’t make a mess back there,” Lexie added before closing the driver’s door.I visibly relaxed, dropped my shoulders back and looked. " Well, when they were his concern back ten years or so, he did do a good job, so I best see to it. Thank you. I'll do it tomorrow, and I've got to check on the Clagetts' territory too."On his way to the courthouse tavern two days later Beall passed a brace of oxen pulling a stone-weighted scraper along the crest of the road. He waved to the driver, Mose Clagett, and smiled as he went by. A bit farther on two men were knee deep in a weedy roadside ditch swinging large sickles. A mattock and two. He doesn't push her to the ground but he does prevent her from standing. She is panting heavily on her knees with his weight on her back. His giant member is again hotly pressed against her flat firm belly, when he came up behind her he slid it in-between her legs past her thong panty to where it is now, hotly throbbing, pressing up on her naked belly, her pussy pressing down on the huge long and thick shaft.Beth felt another sudden suffusion of heat where the tip of his cockhead pressed. "I went to Mr. Jones' house that night. When the door opened, there was also Mr. Ediker. Both men greeted me with big smiles. I walked in and sat on the couch. The men each took a seat beside me. I was so nervous. My heart was beating so fast I thought I would pass out.After talking casually for a few minutes, Mr. Ediker began to rub my thigh. I really liked it. I'd had a crush on him for a long time. Mr. Jones quickly unzipped his pants, revealing boxers that could not contain his hard dick..