Peter, up with the lark as usual, was off to the site, knowing full well that his wife and her brother would surely be taking advantage of the moment ...uite soon. He was not wrong. It was nine when Gloria appeared in the kitchen, dressed in a dressing gown and her nightdress, her hair ruffled, she brewed coffee and over a bowl of cereal, mused on the coming day, the sun warm outside she knew Peter would be fully engaged laying bricks, wet days he might be sent home but today she knew they would. Next thing I know we’re outside and I’m thinking of running and screaming when he said ‘Where’s your car?’ I turn around and finally see him. I’m just your average guy, 5’9′, 180, with a massive 6 inch dick. This guy is black, and I mean Africa Black, way over 6′ and muscular! Like a fool, I point to my car, we walk over, I unlock and we get in. As I crank up the car I ask where to and he says, ‘Your place, lets go’. I know we talked some as I drove but I don’t remember any of it, it was like I. She wanted it.Her eyes did however fling open when she heard the light rasping words of, “Hey! This bitch really seems to be digging this!”Her mind spun into too many different horrible ways. But she decided equal trade of pleasure would be fine seeing as her mind couldn’t go beyond the sensational feeling anyway.Go’lisk’s mandibles played with her left breast, pinching and lighting mashing it between its teeth, every so often using its full retractable four way jaw to envelope her breast and. Dry weather grass bales were light enough they could be flung high in the air with a good conditioned back behind them. Almost being able to keep up with Lilly was also great for my soul. If light would emit I’m sure a young ego could have noticeably glowed. But I had to be careful to keep my penis out of the way of that hay scruff as I lifted and she thought that was pretty funny.Breeder livestock were not usually put to the task of throwing up bales, mostly they just ate the stuff and I had.