They didn’t swallow it; they wanted to savor the taste while they mixed it with each other’s saliva and stirred it with their tongues.Once they sw...allowed it and began to lick the cum off of each other’s faces, a wave of throbbing pain struck my manhood. With the two nymphomaniacs preoccupied, I rushed into the kitchen, flung open the freezer, grabbed a bag of frozen peas, and held them against my dick and nuts.I exhaled a gasp as I felt instant relief. I almost expected my junk to emit the same. ’ ‘The dude ranch?’ He nodded. It didn’t look like this was his favorite solution. ‘Those trailers I saw away from the barn. Were they for the men?’ ‘Yep. Got six full time hands including the foreman. We look to get a few more when there’s a drive on.’ ‘If you’ve got a foreman, why do you have to be here?’ ‘Charlie’s gettin’ on. He’s got all the experience in the world, but he’s not the leader. Doesn’t want the hassle. Everythin’ else, he’s the top kick, but somebody has to decide what to do. The roof was so low that it felt like it was pressing down on me. My tree-house really was too small. I had to bend over and contort myself to get in and out and there certainly wasn’t space to stand up. It was unfurnished. At least it was dry and there were hardly any beetles.Of course, hiding in my tree-house wasn’t something I told anyone I did, not even my parents. The whole point was not let anybody know that I still went there; in fact, the whole point was for everyone else to forget it. By now he had a full hard on. But they were not finished.In the meantime Miss Jasmine took off her dress and she stood where Mr. Jones could see her. While the girls were doing their routine Miss Jasmine would finger herself for Mr. Jone's benefit.On the next round each girl reached for his hand, grabbed a finger and worked his finger in and out of their pussies for three strokes each. Suddenly he felt a warm pussy on his cock. The other girls all backed off. He looked down and there sat.