She was on her way to her destination and I was right there with her. It was another of those amazing new experiences that we had found last night. I ...as smiling I’m sure as I watched her extract every ounce of pleasure from this joining. Finally, she broke her rhythm and began a frantic rush to the finish and I found myself following her every step of the way. She was vocalizing again, but it wasn’t words, it was grunts and whooshes and cries and sharp intakes and exhales and she pushed. .Ahhh..as I felt mystretched lips working over the widest part of myhand...ahhhh....ahhhh..I was gushing cum all, over the place..ahhhhMm was he going to take the snake out I wondered? Hmm I hope so,wondering exactly how big it really gets as my pussy was being fucked bymy own hand. It wasn't enough, I wanted that big black snake...With my hand still lodged inside of my wet box, I leaned over and placemy head on his lap. I could feel the throbbing of his engorged cockagainst my cheek.My eyes. He rolled onto his back and turned her so that she was laying on her belly on top of him. Her face was at his crotch and her little lets and feet were in his face. She instinctively opened her mouth and Vince pushed himself into her throat. He held her tiny hips in his hands and started pressing her up and down on his shaft. He heard her try to giggle as she choked his cock down. He held her hips tight and forced himself into her. He rolled his thumbs between her legs and pulled her. There seemed quite a few stalks that had been missed by the scythe, Mistress Suggs told me that they were allowed to gather the uncut grain, she called it gleanings and mill it for their own bread-making. Eventually Alfie called for food and drink. The men sat down gratefully and the women went out carrying the food and drink for their men. As I prepared to walk out into the field one woman stopped me. She gave me a little jar. ‘He will be needing this, Missy. It’s something that Mistress Sugg.