” Emmitt’s cock perked up every time he saw her in them. Emmitt yelled to the other k**s, “Molly, Earl, y’all clean this damn house. Worsh 'em... clothes and hang ‘em on the line. Then get outside and get that yard picked up. Come on Maggie, let’s get this hay put away.”Emmitt’s job was to pick up a bale from in front of the barn, put it on the conveyor and Maggie would stack it in the loft. He licked his lips staring at her hairy pussy as she climbed the ladder to the loft. It was hot and dusty. Have fun! Dan”. I was feeling rather excited and yet slightly apprehensive. I was bursting with an excited lustful longing in my loins as I mused about how I would soon be eating out Helen’s hairy fanny. I started up my car and slowly drove towards the cottage. I parked up about a minute’s walk from the cottage front drive way. I did not want her to suspect anything by hearing a car pull-up. I got out of the car and slowly walked towards the cottage. True to Dan’s word the front door. One day my BIL came early from office. It was Friday and he pretended to look much tensed. I asked him the reason for early coming home and why was he tensed. He said it was work pressure and lot of work was outstanding. He told me he has to give a report by Monday, failing of which, he is sure that his job would go. I comforted him and told him to be cool and everything would be all right. I asked what the project was about. He said it was kind of an analysis of Indian woman and their likes. She buried my face with her pussy, the juices pouring out and running down my cheeks and chin. She was riding me like she was on a mechanical bull. Raising and lowering her cunt up and down, back and forth. Just when it seemed that she was about to cum, I wrenched myself free of her and got up, standing with my erect cock pointing at her face. "Get on your hands and knees, bitch," I ordered her. "Now you're gonna feel all of me up your ass. Are you woman enough for me?" "Yes Vic," she said.