I'll be right back." Mom gave me a little smooch as I grabbed my jacket and blanket and led the procession out the back door to the hay wagon. There w...re plenty of screams and whoops. We live in the country, so it wasn't likely any neighbors were going to call the police.We loaded into the wagon haphazardly and the blankets were spread out over the top of us so quickly it was impossible to figure out who was where. I just had to trust everyone on this ride to respect everyone else.Rachel. With the other hand a leaned over and unbuttoned her nighty a bit more. She never stopped me. She then said something quite startling, "My breasts have always been very sensitive to touch and ever since I was teenager I loved them to be touched and stroked." So I gave her what she loved.We just sat there close together, my hands stroking her breast, gently pinching her hard nipples. After a few minutes she adjusted her position and opened her nighty to fully expose her breast to my view. I just. " I pointed in the direction of the discarded shorts."We'll join you."So we walked together back to where I had left my shorts. They were not there! We looked around for a little while, but they had definitely disappeared. I was in quite a quandary. What to do? The gentleman offered to take down his trousers and donate his underpants. I was reluctant to accept. I did not say so, but the thought of wearing someone else's underwear, unwashed, did not appeal to me. I also thought that to accept,. My erection tented my shorts.Suddenly Loren giggled. “Remember earlier, I told you to show me what you’ve got?”I laughed back. “I said I didn’t know you that well ... now, I think I do, Sweetie.”“Yes, no one but you knows.”“It’s the same. I can’t believe we shared this secret.”“I know...”.Loren looked me in the eyes as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She briefly held it in front of her, and then let it slide off her shoulders, to be tossed aside.Her breasts were fairly large, a.