K had told me that Mary, or Maria would bring me my dinner (what we were raised to call the noon meal). I crawled between her legs and sank my shaft to the bottom. Wheat and barley was bad enough, but scooping oats was an itchy bitch. But I’ve never fucked a full grown woman… I mean, my girlfriend is full grown, I guess; but you’re… uh… well, you’re… ma’am, I’ve never seen anything like you.”
She chuckled and asked me if I was hungry or not. My balls began to tingle as I thought there could be worse things to do with my life. Oh, God, that would be so gooood…”
Other than Mary’s exclamations when her orgasms hit, she barely made a sound when I had pounded her, earlier. C’mon, let’s do it.”
She hit that blanket, propped her young ass on a pillow, caught the back of her knees with her hands and jerked her legs all the way up, beside her head, “Here it is!
