The barn was still standing, and one of the sliding doors had fallen off years ago. There wasn't any farm machinery parked inside, so we could drive r...ight in and park undetected for as long as he liked."That's great!", he said, finally letting go of my cock after giving it a last playful squeeze. He told me to start getting ready by undressing and stowing my clothes in the back seat. I did as I was told, actually grateful to get out of my soaked clothes. The warm air blasting from the car's. " That would be very kind of you," Ryan replied. "I wouldn't want todisrupt your work if you're busy, though." We're quite quiet at the moment, actually," Ashley quickly answered. "Iwas just showing Luke here the ropes. He's moved to my department todayand doesn't have the first idea about cosmetics!" she giggled."I'm not surprised!" Ryan smiled, laughing in return. "I'm not sure anyreal man would know anything about make-up at all!" Well, we're going to change all that, aren't we hun?" Ashley. Laying across the bed...I moved to her side and dripped massage oil into my palm...slowly I began rubbing her back...up and down...working lower each time...as I worked on her back I noticed she was opening her legs more and moaning...then I noticed something pinkish sticking out of her pussy...she had a vibrator in her pussy...the speed on low...I began rubbing her butt cheecks...moving my slippery finger down her crack...her legs spread apart farther...her moans growing deeper as my finger. But here they were, touching, nay, grinding against one another, the strap showing no signs of loosening.I tried to tell Marty that the strain was too unbearable. But I couldn’t get my vocal chords to work. Hell, I couldn’t even get my lungs to work, this new tautness making it that much more difficult. Marty straddled me, her ass toward my head. I could feel her cunt, still damp and sticky from our tryst, squashed against my fused forearms.She began to manipulate my lifeless fingers. .