.As hum nii chate thee k us k mumy ko shak ho qk hume upar terrace par gaye hue 40 min ho gaye thee..Fir hum niche aaye aur hum sab n(me, pooja nd poo...ja mother)sath m lunch kiya..Aur fir m apne hotel chala gaya..Rest kiya thoda aur pooja s phone par bate kare..Thn in evng again m pooja k ghar pauch gaya around 5..Pooja k frnd bhi waha par aa gaye thee aur wo sab mera eagerly wait kar rahe theee…Hum sab n pooja k rum m baith kar k bathe k..Fir pooja 5 min k liye rum s bhar gaye to mene pooja k. He placed me in the female superior position. I straddled him and impaled myself on his beautiful cock, going bareback was wonderful. His gorgeous shaft caressed every recess and cleft in my vagina. I rode him with vigor, and he enthusiastically sucked my nipples. His control was better than usual, and I wore myself out sliding up and down on his cock. I stopped and stared down at his handsome face and hairy chest. He was a knock out that any woman would want as a husband. I certainly did, even. After a couple of years my dad had pretty much lost interest. We let another farmer plant some crops on some of the fields, but otherwise now it's just a residence with a really big lawn." That's too bad." Farming is something you have to be born to, I think. My family just wasn't cut out to be farmers. The place is pretty self-sufficient. There's a generator that kicks in when we lose power. It's a big, commercial quality unit -- it has enough capacity to run the whole farm when it's in full. " I pulled out and studied the small, vulnerable member in my hand. Even now, in the depths of his refractory period, it was still impressive: thick and heavy. A brown circumcision scar wrapped around its shaft. His head was a soft pink. He looked delicious."I don't think that's a good idea," he replied without conviction."Why not? I know you'll enjoy it. It's just like a backrub. But lower down, and with my mouth. If you change your mind, just say so and I'll stop. What do you say?"His chest.