"You ever have parties up here, Debby?" No," Debby said. Her bare feet padded over the creaking floor boards and onto the carpet of straw at the base ...of the tall wheat-straw mound. Mike was pushing her, guiding her, and she was responding like a mechanical doll."I'm tired," Mike said. "Why don't we sit down for awhile and rest?"He sat down on the straw and pulled Debby down beside him. He leaned forward and took off his shoes and socks. Then he lay back on the straw, stretching out his muscular. Every thrust against your ass, pushes against my clit, making me feel so aroused. I can only hope, your ass will be able to withstand the build of my orgasm. I push forward and withdraw, over and over again. Your face is red, but your jaw is slack and relaxed, enjoying the feeling of being fucked like the whore you are. "You like this, don't you, Slut?" "Yes, Mistress"... I tighten my grip on your hips, "You like being fucked like a sissy-ass, bitch... face down in the couch, no control over. My eyes moved around the field and there seem to be 9 other guys on thefield just like him. Strong manly men. My dream really was to play thePhils someday. But as I looked down at myself I felt a sadness wash overme. I was nothing like those MEN! As I looked down I could see a smallred clutch purse sitting on the lap of a girl with a whole lot of legending with cute shoes with the red nails peeking out. None of those menon that field would even been seen like this. Even if there lose a beatand. But Anna beckoned me closer to whisper that Paula was inside.“Honey, I’m sorry. She called all in a tizzy. Her stove broke. She asked if she could make dinner here.”“But you’re naked.” Paula’s presence and Anna’s nudity didn’t jibe.“Yeah,” she grinned. “That’s the good news. Paula is as much a nudist as we are, it seems. She’s naked too. So, if you’re ready for it, come on in and strip down.” She swung the door open while staying out of sight.Of course I went in. Inside, Anna got busy stripping.