So... what to do? He fiddled around a while, and then decided that a buckboard would work better for his first effort. He had an old one behind the ba...rn that never got used, lately, so it was available to be sacrificed, in the name of science.He cut the windmill tower down to ten feet tall and mounted it to the middle of the buckboard just behind the seat. He then placed the windmill fan mechanism on top of the tower. The buckboard did not immediately fall over, so everything was working, so. He began to settle between my thighs I could feel the heat of his cock going up the back of my thighs nearing my pussy. While he kissed up my back. I could feel the head of his cock gently teasing my hot pussy lips. But not penetrating me, making me want him even more. His cock stayed just barely brushing my clit. While he kissed,licked, & sucked the back of my neck."Put your ass in the air honey, but don't lift your arms off the bed." I did what he wanted quickly knowing he was planning. She never did start taking the pills. A few times she would insert her diaphragm. She hated condoms as much as I did. We took some chances after carefully scrutinizing her personal calendar which wasn’t particularly smart. For the most part, Polly had come to prefer it in the ass. She laughingly told me one day that her husband-to-be had taught her how to suck cock and that if the truth were told, he’d rather get a BJ than fuck. He had shown no interest in anal and, with the pregnancy issues,. ." Frau Kaufmann gently chided her new model. "Youmust address me as Madam the same as your mistress." Sorry Madam," he apologised, his eyes drawn to the severe looking canein her hand."Quite all right my dear, an easy mistake to make," she reassured himas she made a little adjustment to his frilled cap and patting himpatronisingly on his now perfectly made-up cheek added, "But I do hopeyou'll remember the correct form of address in the future."Although she said it in a soft voice Robert.