Maria still lived free of rent, in the farm cottage. She had been brought up in England, and had elected to stay here after her father had died. She o...ccasionally helped out on the farm, as a part time worker, especially, during hay making, and other peak times. She had been my very first love, when we were teenagers. Maria had the typical Mediterranean colouring and temperament. She was a pretty girl, and I could see that she had matured, although I had not seen much of her since the outbreak. My boss seemed to sense my body and stuck his hand between my legs, feeling the small amount of cum that had started to drip out of me. He pulled me over to him, and lifted up my short skirt, then pushed his hand down my pants, his fingers were so welcome by this point, and I didn't give a fuck that the other people were watching. One of the other guys walked over and placed my hand on his huge cock that was sticking out of his pants. I held on like a vice and started wanking him, he was. ”He looked at her. He held his breath. “I’d go real slow. We could go real slow. I mean it too” he told her. “I mean there isn’t one part of you…at all…I wouldn’t appreciate feeling, touching, and making love to.”She sat there, surprised as hell, those words came out of his mouth, but inside…deep inside she grew anxious as hell to experience and feel the true nature of sex with him or someone like him. “Okay…then let’s skip dinner, go to your place if that’ll work, and let’s umm have sex…make. I gasped in pleasure and surprise.It felt glorious as he fucked me, whilst Rebecca mauled my tits and kissed me passionately; then just as suddenly as he had plundered my pussy, he withdrew and ploughed back, root deep, into Rebecca.His staying power is impressive for an eighteen-year-old who has only recently lost his virginity. His urge to fuck us both, and I hope his keenness that we should both be satisfied, went on for quite some time.Fucking Rebecca and then fucking me in such a.