The spit was a 12 foot long rod, made of hollow carbon graphite steel, with air holes for easy breathing, allowing a meat-girl to last for some time w...hile cooking over the coals.Calling her husband in from the backyard, it was now time to spit Jessica she would need several hours to cook to be ready by 7:00PM for her Birthday Dinner. Jessica turned her back to her mother while she prepared the bindings that would hold her arms behind her back and secure her hands together. With that done her. She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much larger than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the fucking when she felt his squirt up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get horny and was now frustrated with a face full of manure."You might was well quit looking." The cop said and the Amish man backed off and hitched his pants back up. She stood. As she walked closer she started laughing as the wrench he was using turned into an air guitar. She was getting ready to touch his arm, when he turned and jumped up like she had lit his feet on fire, straight into the brake rotor. He stood stunned for a second, but she knew he was ok when he started cussing, although the glazed and slightly cross-eyed look did concern her as she led him to the couch. As she was helping him sit down his eyes focused on her and there was a moment when she saw the. As we all got up it was quite noticeable the entire group was a little tipsy. The kids all came over to help clean up and started joking that they needed to drive us to the firework display. As I grabbed more lawn chairs and garbage Vicky came up behind me and whispered “don’t look now buy Jenny’s boyfriend is wearing the same shorts and shirt as you”. I looked at her and said “I am more than confident she will not get us confused, Christ the kid is buff and has a 6 pack where his stomach.