Characters – Ian, myself, a divorced/no kids, cattle rancher 46 years old.
Jo, a 26 year old ‘lesbian’ real estate agent who is raising her older sisters two children since their parents were killed when they were only a few years old, Jess, now 12 years old and Abby, now thirteen years old. Samantha, a 19 year old ‘lesbian’ and Jo’s part time nanny and lover.
Part 1.
I had decided it was a good time to increase my landholding and expand my herd which is how I came to be sitting in Jo’s office, for the second time in a month, 100 miles from home and admiring her tight little ass as she bent over to retrieve my file from the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet. I had met her there previously for her to drive me the 15 miles out to a 6,000acre ranch I was interested in to have a look over it. The old fella that owned it was selling up and retiring as his wife was very ill, she had in fact passed a week before I inspected the property a month ago. It was a little further from home than I would have preferred but, unlike a lot of old ranchers, old Burt had kept all the buildings, fences, machinery and ranch house in good order with most being renewed in the last 20 years, the house was a sprawling 5 bedroom affair with a large yard and swimming pool built just 6 years ago. It had a large capacity irrigation bore for water to supply the house and all the paddocks with all the piping underground, very neat and efficient.
“Ok Ian, your bank transfer has come through this morning, old Burt wanted to do the handover out at the ranch so you could satisfy yourself everything is still as it was when you inspected last month”, “sounds good” I replied, “I reckoned old Burt was old school decent so I don’t expect there will be anything out of place” as we left the office and climbed into her truck. It was a pretty decent road out to the ranch with only the occasional pot hole which Jo didn’t seem too inclined to put much effort into avoiding, I happened to be looking at her as I answered a question when she hit the first one which I noticed made her firm little titties kinda vibrate rather than bounce, needless to say I made sure I had something to say to her whenever I saw another pot hole coming up!, damn, I thought, I sure would love to have a nibble on those little beauties as my eight and a half inch cock began to stir my Levi’s. I never wear underpants as they just too damn uncomfortable but was thinking perhaps I should have!
As we turned off the main road into the ranch and drove the mile up to the top of the rise where the house stood I was thankful the driveway was smooth and I was able to will my cock back to semi hardness at least and rearrange it somewhat as I climbed out of Jo’s truck. Burt appeared and at his insistence we took a walk through the sheds and outbuildings then the house, I shook Burt’s hand and said, “I’m more than happy with everything, this place is a credit to you, if you’re happy I’m ready to sign on the dotted line”. “Yup” replied Bert, “I’m good to go too”, sitting at the dining table Jo supervised the final formalities then we followed Burt out to his truck. He climbed in and whistled for his dog and called “C’mon Giver, time for us to move on”, ‘Giver’ appeared from the side of the house yard and leapt into the back and Burt headed off down the driveway. “Odd name for a dog” I remarked to Jo, what’s his breeding you reckon”, “Yeh it is” she replied, “I think Burt told me he’s Ridgeback/Lab cross from memory. We climbed into Jo’s truck and headed back to town as well.
“Thank you for your business” said Jo as we stopped in front of her office, “be sure to call if you need anything else, guess I’ll be seeing you around from time to time.” “Sure will,” I replied, “thank you for making it all go smoothly, I’ll be staying around for a week or so, got a bit of work to do out there before I head home and organise to truck some cattle across here”. As I didn’t intend hiring anyone to manage the new ranch, I had put a local business on notice that I’d be wanting some things done so called on them to confirm the job was good to go. My plan was to have all the water infrastructure equipped with cloud-based monitoring equipment so I could turn thing on and off remotely as needed, get alerts to any breakdowns etc and keep an eye on things from home and only come over when I needed to attend to cattle work etc. While it was a pretty safe area, I also wanted security cameras I could access from home installed in and around the house, sheds and paddocks.
The contractors arrived next morning and we got stuck in. It was on the third morning as I was fixing breakfast I came to the conclusion that this big rambling house would be wasted with me only living in it for brief periods when I came across, there was a small self-contained single bedroom building attached to the machinery shed that would suit me better I mused so I resolved to drop into Miss Hard Tits’ office that day and see if she could find a family that might want to rent it. As the contractors where all but finished the installs and this morning and would be running all the tests on the system I stayed with them to learn the process then headed into town. “Hi Ian” said Jo with a concerned look on her face as I walked into her office, “is everything OK”. “Don’t stress” I replied, “its all perfect, I just wanted to have a chat about an idea I have”. “That’s good to hear” she replied, “you sit yourself down there and I’ll make us some coffee then we can talk.” She disappeared into another room and returned with a couple of mugs of coffee, handed one to me and sat back down, took a couple of sips, and asked “rightio, let’s hear this idea” she said. “Well, I came to the conclusion that the massive house out there is kinda wasted on me, the times I will be there I’m going to be busy enough doing other jobs without having to keep the house in order too, that little worker’s unit is more than enough for me so I’m wondering if you know any decent families that might like to rent it”. I watched as Jo pursed her lips as she took a sip….. then another….damn I thought, would be mighty nice havin her purse those sweet lips around my knob! Jo put her mug down, leant forward and said, “reckon I might just know a family to fit the bill, how much would you be wanting to for it?”. “Well, seeing as how it’s not really about the money but about having someone living there keeping it and the yard in shape, I reckon half what the going rate is fair, the house has separate power meter so they pay their power, I’m pumping water for stock anyway so no charge for water. From what I’ve seen its pretty much fully furnished and I noticed a school bus goes past the front gate so would be convenient if they have school age kids, what do you reckon?”…. I asked. “I reckon you’re being damn generous but that’s your business” she replied and took another slow sip from her mug, obviously deep in thought, “would it suit you if I brought a family out this afternoon after schools out, say around 4?” I replied, “sounds good, see you then” as I stood and headed out.
Back at the ranch I kept busy giving the machinery and equipment a good going over to make sure it good to go when needed, totally unnecessary due to old Burt’s fastidious work ethic, over the last month he had serviced anything with a motor with fresh oil and filters and impeccable service records kept. Right on 4 I noticed Jo’s truck turning in off the main road and strolled back to the house to meet her and the prospective tenants and noticed Giver laying at the front gate, damn I thought, he must be missing home and came all the way back from town. I let Giver into the house yard and leant against the gate as Jo pulled up about 15 yards away in front and as she stepped down from the truck out I noted she wasn’t in her usual ‘business’ clothes but was wearing a crop top and light cotton skirt that looked like it only covered her tight ass by few inches, obviously no bra as her nipples were deliciously obvious, “Hi Jo” I said and she responded likewise just as a commotion erupted in the back seat and she spun back to lean in the door she had just exited……that’s about when time seemed to slow….as Jo turned and leant forward into the truck, a light breeze flicked the back of her skirt up just enough to briefly reveal the curve of one tight ass cheek before dropping back down….damn I thought, thong?…or commando? I caught movement on the passenger side of the truck…a vision…long black hair…young….flawless features…a touch of Native American heritage perhaps?…I heard Jo’s raised voice… “What’s the ruckus all about”….a young girl’s voice… “Abby’s got my sneaker”….another young girl’s voice… “It’s there on the floor”… C’mon you rascals, out and meet Mr. Dean” and then she turned back towards me… “Kids eh” she said but I barely heard as I was too focussed on her nipples again but managed to get out a chuckle. The back door of the truck burst open….time seemed to slow even more with what appeared…young…short light red hair…curls…tight tee, supported by long, slightly gangly legs, no bra obviously!…tits…A’s, or maybe B’s…NIPPLES!!…that just screamed “BITE ME!”…another body appeared dressed the same…young…short blonde curls…tits…barely A’s…or just big puffy nipples? Ian’s mind questioned. Both girls wore skirts almost identical skirts to Jo’s, but the waistbands sat lower, barely clinging to the still immature hips. The whole episode barely lasted 10 seconds as Jo’s voice snapped Ian’s mind back to reality from the carnal stupor it had been sucked into, “I would like you to meet my family Ian, my daughters Abby…gesturing towards the dangerous nipples…and Jess…gesturing towards the equally divine but smaller tits/nipples, and this is Samantha, my good friend and part time nanny…gesturing towards the black haired vision who had somehow appeared at their side without my even noticing, sorry to spring this on you but we would love to rent your house if you are agreeable”.
“Umm..sure”, I stammered, “I would definitely be agreeable”. “Oh, is Burt here too” she asked upon noticing the dog at the gate, “no, I noticed the dog was here just before you arrived” I replied, “I guess he must be homesick and walked back here, perhaps you could drop him back to Burt when you go back to town”. She replied she would be happy to and I said “how about you give your family a tour of the house, I just need to finish off a couple of jobs at the shed” I lied, I had just realised that my cock was rock hard down the leg of my Levi’s and, praying it hadn’t been noticed, needed to get away to let it settle before traumatising them, Abby and Samantha in particular. They all filed through the gate chatting excitedly, with Giver hot on their heels, unable to resist I glanced back to watch them head towards the front door…hoping perhaps that another gust might reveal another glimpse of firm ass, no such luck with the gust but I had turned to look just in time to see Giver poke his nose up under Abby’s skirt from behind causing her to squeal and leap up and forward from the shock causing her skirt to billow up on her way down…oh fuck I groaned quietly as my cock lurched, threatening it seemed, to tear the leg of my jeans open, unless that gal is wearing skin tight flesh coloured panties, she is going FULL commando!! Lucky fucking dog I thought then immediately chastised myself for thinking such thoughts of such a young girl as I turned and walked with an awkward gait the 100 yards to sheds as I felt pre-cum dribbling down my leg.
Inside the house, the girls were oohing and ahing over the sumptuous interior, then Jo said to the girls “head down that hallway and choose a room you like, there’s 4 to choose from, I’m going to show Sam our room over here on the other side”. Jess and Abby bolted excitedly down the hallway to make their choices, the girls knew from experience that they would most likely have time to kill, bursting into the first room they both said at the same time, “OMG this is my room” as they flopped backwards onto the ¾ size bed giggling and squealing like excited young girls do. “Dang it” exclaimed Abby as she drew her legs up and spread her knees causing her skirt to settle around her stomach, “that mutt slurped his tongue right on my twat when we were walking in and made it all swampy!” as she placed her hand over her plump cunt lips that were covered in damp ginger down and pressed her middle finger into the tight cleft as she dragged it upwards and over her very prominent mons leaving a trail of dog slobber and cunt juice over it making a soft throaty moan as she did. As she was about to repeat the move Jess grabbed her wrist and licked the juicy fingers, “no you little slut, let me clean it” before she slipped of the bed onto her knees and began to run her tongue over one side of her sister’s cunt and then onto the other side causing her sister to gasp and involuntarily thrust her hips as her lips swelled even further and a thin trickle of cunt slime oozed from between them and her tender young clit peeped its pink head out at the top of the tight slit. “Did you see that fucking great pipe down the leg of Mr. Dean’s’ jeans?” Jess whispered as she deftly slurped the line of juice that had escaped from her sister’s tight slit, “fuck yeh” her sister gasped haltingly, “that’s one fucking monster cock” as Jess continued the tip of her tongue upwards barely parting the steamy swollen lips then sucked the now protruded clit into her mouth flicking it rapidly with her tongue tipping Abby over the edge to a shuddering orgasm. About the same time, up in the shed, I was pumping a massive load from my cock as I fantasised it was pumping deep into Jo’s hot cunt. Abby staggered to her feet, “where you going Ab?” asked Jess, “I want you to get me off too”, “looking for the bathroom” she replied, we’ll have a shower, I’ll get you off there, c’mon” she said as she somewhat unsteadily headed back out the door and further down the hall, “here it is” she said dropping her skirt and removing her tee, her hard mounds and nipples barely moving from her actions, as she stepped in and started the shower, Jess was right behind her having lifted her tee and skirt over her head in one movement as she walked behind Abby. Abby watched her sister step into the shower, admiring her barely there mounds and plump puffy nipples, almost as long as her own but a lot fatter. She bent her head to feast on Jess’s tits taking one completely into her mouth and flicking the nipple with her tongue as she cupped her dripping little cunt and rubbed, Jess had a nice puffy cunt as well, just not as big as her own, and when aroused as she was now, her inner lips protruded slightly. “Oooh gawd sis” Jess groaned as Abby pushed a finger in and began sliding it up and down between those rubbery cunt lips and flicking over the little clit, Jess thrust against her sister’s finger and arched her back allowing Abby to suck a nipple into her mouth and bite it just how Jess loved it. “Imagine Mr. D’s fat cockhead stretching your tight little cunt lips open, fuck I bet you would squeal like a pig she added as a second finger joined the first, Jess began panting and shuddering, thrusting involuntarily against her sister’s fingers as she reacted to Abby’s words, “your wicked little pussy would cream like fuck as his big cock pumped a shit load of hot spunk into your tight little hole breeding you like the little bitch on heat you are” Abby whispered in her sister’s ear, “I bet your slutty little cunt couldn’t even take his full load and it would start squirting back out past his fat cock head” she added for good measure as she felt Jess’s pussy begin to twitch signalling her imminent cum. She looped an arm around Jess’s back to support her as Jess’s orgasm hit her knowing from experience that her sister’s legs would go to jelly.
Once Jess was able to stand unaided, the girls dried off and threw their clothes back on and continued exploring further down the hallway, the next room had a double bed, an ensuite and a large window giving a wide view of the garden and up to the sheds. “Ooh hell yeh” exclaimed Abby, we can both have this room sis, who knows, we might even catch a glimpse of Mr. D with his cock out” she giggled, “Damn, you are so nasty Ab” Jess admonished as she felt a tingle in her pussy. Jess led the way out and continued down the hall, past the laundry and to the back door, “let’s check out the yard” she said and stepped out followed by Abby. They walked across the large lawn area with a few flower beds but mainly shrubs and a few larger trees, as they got to the back fence and turned back towards the house, which was barely visible now, they spotted Giver loping towards them. “Omg, here comes the pussy hound” laughed Jess, she squatted down, legs apart, to give him a hug as he got to them, which of course caused the front of her skirt to fall back to her belly, not to mention slightly parting her pussy lips, she was oblivious to three facts…1. that dogs have hypersensitive noses, 2. despite the shower, her post orgasmic pussy was still wafting a very enticing scent, 3. Burt’s recently departed wife was very partial to dog cock!…no surprise then that Giver, instead of licking Jess’s face as he got there, homed straight for her tantalizing little twat and proceeded to swipe his big tongue from Jess’s asshole, along her tight slit and across her mons, due to her ungainly position Jess began to topple backwards as a gargled squeal left her lips, Giver got in two more swipes with his big tongue before she landed on her back with knees wide which spread her young cunt lips further apart, conveniently for Giver who slathered her tasty pussy several more times before Abby grabbed his collar and pulled him off her sister’s now twitching and swelling cunt. “Holy fuck” exclaimed Abby, “you OK sis” she stammered. Jess looked up at her sister with glazed eyes, her chest pumping and her nipples almost punching holes through her tight tee, “f..fuck NO” she stuttered, why the fuck did you stop him?”. A shiver ran through Abby’s young body as she felt her own nipples hit peak hardness at her sisters words, she quickly glanced around and concluded they couldn’t be seen from the house or sheds and released Giver who immediately leapt back between Jess’s splayed legs to continue the assault on his prize causing Jess to thrash and squeal like one possessed, Abby stepped forward and squatted on Jess’s face, out of habit Jess began tonguing her sister’s swollen dripping snatch as Giver probed her pulsing gash with his masterful tongue, Abby grabbed Jess’s legs pulling them back under her arms opening her sister’s frothing cunt further to Giver’s lustful tongue causing Jess to mewl and shudder as her orgasm built, she stiffened and jerked as it hit, her squeals muffled by Abby’s fat cunt lips before she managed to pull her legs free and roll sideways to give her now tender gash relief from Giver’s tireless tongue. With a groan of frustration from the loss of Jess’s tongue Abby rocked back onto her haunches with the intention of getting herself off with her own fingers but Giver beat her to it and drove his experienced tongue between her plump dripping lips to feast on her juices and was soon rewarded with Abby’s creamy cum. “Ohh damn” she panted breathlessly as she pushed Giver’s snout away from her tender gash and clit, and ordering the dog “STOP, NO MORE!! It was only by chance she had uttered words that Giver knew, from his training, what the girl wanted him to do, Giver sat back on his haunches his tongue lolling as he panted, his red glistening cock protruding about 5” from it sheath and pulsing in sync with his panting, “eewww” exclaimed Abby as she spotted it, “he’s got a boner” she said in a voice somewhere between disgust and wonderment.
The girls climbed to their feet and headed, a little unsteadily, back to the house. “Jeez our skirts are all manky with pussy juice and dog slobber” exclaimed Jess, “so is my pussy” giggled Abby, “we better jump in the shower again and wash them” she added. The girls stripped off and hopped under the shower soaping up their cracks and crevices and rinsed their skirts and wrung them out as best they could before getting dressed and heading out to the front of the house, hearing faint sounds of passion coming from the master bedroom as they passed, “Jeez they still at it” whispered Abby as they left the house heading for the front gate. “Let’s go to the shed and see what Mr. D is doing” suggested Jess, they strolled towards the sheds hand in hand, “dang I hope my skirt dries quick” commented Abby, “it keeps sticking to my bum and fork” as she tugged the back of her skirt out of her ass crack with one hand and off her prominent mons with the other, “I’m kinda glad mine is sticking” said Jess, “its stopping it from slipping down”. I had noticed the girls as they came out of the house yard and headed my way so hurriedly thought of a ruse to prevent myself from embarrassing myself again, I grabbed a couple of spanners, placed a 5 gallon drum beside the tractor just in front of the steps leading up to the cabin, my reasoning was that I could sit there with my legs in under the tractor and pretend to tighten some bolts so that if my dick got out of hand (I had resigned myself to the fact that it most likely would due to what they were wearing) they wouldn’t see it. “Hi Mr. D they said in unison as they walked in and spotted me, “Hi girls” I replied, clunking a spanner under the tractor for good measure, “what did you think of the house?”. “Gawd its awesome Mr. D, we love it” replied Abby. “Oh yeah” chipped in Jess, “ we decided we’re going to have the big room down the hallway with the ensuite”, “I’m glad you like it” I replied as I dipped my head under the tractor a bit and tapped the spanner again a few times. “Wow” exclaimed Abby, “that sure is one big tractor, is there something wrong with it?”, both girls now standing at the steps within a foot of me, “I’m just checking some bolts under here that tend to work loose on this model” I lied as my dick began to tingle, “umm, could we like maybe climb up and have a look inside please” asked Abby hesitantly, “Oh yeah please Mr. D” Jess chimed in.
“Well….I guess that would be ok” I said as I clanged the spanner some more, not as enthusiastically as I had been before, “just take it slow and careful up the steps so you don’t slip, and hold the hand rails as you go” I cautioned, “ oohh awesome, thanks Mr. D” they both chimed as I thought to myself I wish my surname didn’t start with ‘D’ and without thinking, I turned my head in their direction as I heard a frustrated “damn” from Abby….She had stretched her hands up to grab the rails, barely able to reach as they were much higher than the bottom step, as I watched like a deer caught in the headlights, she managed to get a grip and then proceed to swing the leg up to the step and only just reaching but obviously would be unable to haul herself up…automatically I said “now, now young lady, there’s no need to be cussing” as my eyes focussed on her predicament…her leg closest to me pointing up…the hem of her skirt dragged up also…..I swore I could hear the denim of my jeans creaking as my cock went from 5 to 60 in 2 seconds down my jeans leg as my eyes drank in the finest bare ass a man could ever hope to see, as fine as it was, it came a poor second to the most divine shade of pink of her slightly parted slit dividing that plump downy camel toe. Oh FUCK I silently thought, almost falling of my seat as I spun around and stood reaching to help her, barely thinking I reached, palms upwards, to give her a boost….not so dramatic for my left hand as her skirt still covered that ass cheek, my right hand however encountered bare warm skin, the edge of my little finger nestled against her puffy cunt lip…which seemed to send an electric shock straight to the bulging knob of my cock. I pushed upwards lifting her high enough to get a footing on the step… “careful now” I warned, “take it slow” as, like a moth drawn to the light, my eyes followed her as she climbed the remaining 5 steps, as she lifted a leg and pulled herself to the next step her ass would swing out a little and flick the skirt out enough to give me a view of heaven. My lecherous view was interrupted when Jess stepped sideways in front of me facing the step and reached her hands up, “my turn Mr. D” she said pushing her back against my throbbing cock, I stifled a groan and not wanting to make the mistake I made with Abby, I stepped back a little and grabbed her around the waist, high enough so my hands were on her tee rather than bare skin, to lift her up, my hands almost encircling her slim frame. As I lifted, automatically looking upwards as I did so, I was unfortunately distracted by the view at the top step….Abby had turned to face us to watch Jess’s ascent…those ‘hard as rocks’ titties in stark profile in her tight tee along with her delicious cunt and mons as, for some reason, her skirt was moulded to her crotch like a second skin…in slow motion it seemed, she reached down and pinched the fabric between her fingers and flicked it outwards to free it from her body, giving me another heavenly glimpse of her succulent mound, albeit without the pink line…. but I swear the pronounced crevice seemed to glisten….in hindsight, it was that distraction that was the cause of me not noticing that, despite my hands still travelling upwards, Jess’s body was actually now travelling downwards!! It seems that although my hands, being rough and calloused from work, provided plenty of grip on the slippery material of her tee, the flawless soft skin of her young body did not, thus my hands continued upwards taking her tee with them, with outstanding clarity my mind registered the feel of my fingertips brushing past the edge of her tiny breasts as they slid upwards past them, as did the bottom of her tee a second later… on reflex I released a hand and grabbed downwards to stop her downward direction, unfortunately, or not, that hand achieved its purpose in arresting her fall by cupping her sweet little cunt… my middle finger forcing the cloth of her skirt into her slit, acting on reflex I slid the other hand lower to balance her and felt another electric shock in my knob as it bounced over a hard rubbery nipple…. A question jolted in my mind… was that a moan I heard?
“You ok Jess?” Abby called down, “Oh yeah, I’m just great” she replied with a little too much enthusiasm I thought for someone who nearly had a fall! Spying a little step ladder against the wall I grabbed it and set it down beside the tractor, “here you go Jess, this will be much safer”, “cool, thanks Mr. D” she said…placing an emphasis on the ‘D’. I held the step ladder as she scooted up to join her sister, giving me another eyeful of her charms as she went! “Now no playing with switches and things up there I ordered”, a little gruffly perhaps, damn, I thought, these little minx’s will be the death of me, could’ve sworn Jess’s slit was glistening too!, as my aching cock gave a lurch, “we won’t Mr. D” they replied in unison. As I turned away I scratched an itch on my nose…fuck me I exclaimed silently, my cock twitching…it was the finger that had parted Jess’s cleft and, despite her skirt being between my finger and her slit, there was the unmistakable smell of pussy. I walked outside to clear my head and spotted Samantha approaching not 10 yards away, “Are the girls up here?” she asked. Given the state of my cock I just wanted to spin around and bolt back into the shed but manners dictated that I respond, “Yes, they’re up in the tractor cab” I replied in a strained voice, “ we are ready to leave” she added and waved to Jo waiting at her truck, “I’ll call them” I said as I spun on a dime, “C’mon you rascals” I called, “time to go”, “Samantha, would you mind holding that step ladder for them please”, gesturing towards the tractor…. No way was I going to stand there looking up young knickerless girls’ skirts as they came down the ladder with a witness present! As I watched her walk to the tractor I thought ‘fucking hell, there must be something in the water around these parts, at every turn I find myself looking at hot as fuck ass!!.. In despair I gave up trying to will my throbbing, leaking cock to deflate! I pretended to be busy wiping the work bench along the back wall of the shed with an old rag as Samantha supervised the 2 cockteasers’ exit from the tractor, only half listening to their excited chatter as they were telling Samantha how awesome the tractor was to sit in and how Mr. D had saved them from falling but assuring her it wasn’t my fault.. chatter chatter etc. Samantha’s response as the girls got to the ground startled me… “well you both get right over there and thank Mr. D for letting you get in his tractor and saving your little asses from getting hurt” she ordered in mock sternness just as Jo pulled her truck up in front and hopped out. I groaned silently as they rushed over, I was obliged to at least turn half ways towards them as they pressed their hot bodies against me and wrapped their arms around my waist, “thank you so much Mr. D” they chorused, “you’re both very welcome” I responded in a strained voice due to their hard little titties pressing against my body causing my tormented cock to flex against Jess’s ribs, trying to ease the awkwardness I looked to Jo and Samantha and said “seems I’m going to have a couple of willing ranch hands on weekends whenever I’m here”, “I reckon you will, but only if you promise me you’ll tan their asses if they get out of line, and believe me they will get out of line if you don’t” replied Jo laughing. As they loosened their grip to leave Jess turned toward Jo and Samantha, Abby kind of sidled around still in contact with my body and as she moved past, her trailing hand slid across my hip and she surreptitiously let it drop lower down my leg hidden from the other’s view, allowing it to drag softly down and across my tormented rock hard cock eliciting a soft groan from me which she definatly heard and no doubt felt my cock lurch as well, God help me I thought to myself. I had the presence of mind to casually tuck the rag into my waist band so it hung down over my distended jeans leg as I walked towards the group to say goodbyes. “I reckon we’ll get our stuff packed up in a day or 2 and move in Friday afternoon” said Jo, “would that be ok?”. “Sure, I’ll probably be leaving for home after the weekend I reckon, bring the rental paperwork with you so we can get it sorted before I leave” I replied. They all piled in, Giver in the truck bed, and drove off. Needless to say, I was pumping a huge load of cum onto the ground before they were barely out of sight! Fuck! I thought, what have I got myself into here, that fucking Abby seems to be on a mission to get her plump little cunt reamed for sure!… and although I struggled to accept it, concluded that Jess had the same thought! Reckon I’ll just have to have a conversation with Jo and try to have them reined in… but how the fuck do I tell her that her sweet little girls are gagging for me to plough their hot little cunts??…….
To be continued.