”I gave her what she wanted, sliding my dick between her thighs and pounding my pelvis into hers. It was a new style of fucking for me but it was wo...drous, feeling the tip of my cock gliding along her stiff clittie-dick and my shaft being clenched between the flesh of her thighs.I bent my head down to her chest and took almost all of the meat of one of her tiny titties into my mouth, suckling on her like a baby as I flicked my tongue over and around her nipple and gave it nips with my. I'm already thinking of planting carrots in it. My last action outside for the day, I refill the bird-feeder with honey-sunflower-seeds, and call it a day.Inside my shack, I'm downing a beer while watching a rodeo. The best part is always when someones ribs are kicked by any of the animals. As a kid I was headbutted by a goat in the ribs, so I feel the pain all over again when I see it.Later that evening, I'm watching "Beer Valley" on TV. It's basically women in swimsuits, or less, playing. She straddled her thigh and positioned her center over Siobahn's.Both had an innate sense of what was to come.Both started grinding mounds. Once again, I was amazed that Siobahn was aware of tribadism. Sloane's visit and her porn watching had made Siobahn a very versatile sex partner. Being clean-shaven, the view for me was unhindered. I could see the bud-to-bud contact as they slid effortlessly on each other, but their expressions and breathing told me all that I had to know.Sloane's breathing. He was not sure what to do but he felt like throwing up... Slowly the call sunk in, Darlene was in trouble, he had no idea what to do and the only help he had was some guy telling him to lock his cock in a chastity device. Hell, he did not have one and had never even seen one except in pictures. Where would he get one and why the hell should he do it anyway...who was fucking with him anyway?While Frank let his mind run in little circles, Darlene had challenges of her own. Master Q continued his.