We go up to Uncle Walter’s and mow the grass or we mow the grass here at the south cabin. If the Mistresses are in a good mood, they let us play in ...he water for a while. If Mistress Gloria is in a really good mood she will give holly and me permission to have sex.Like I said, it’s boring. = = = =Holly read what I have written so far and she thinks that I am sliding into one of my bad moods and not remembering any of the good – or at least interesting – things. I sort of have two moods.. ” He grinned. We walked over to the cement bench. He picked me up and sat me down on the table, spread my legs and licked his lips. I know he could see the wet spot on my red panties. My pussy was hurting, dripping wet, just begging for attention. I looked up at him and gave him my sexiest bedroom eyes, and naughty smile. He reached down and moved my panties to the side. “Mmm thick and juicy mami, just how I like it” He sat down in front of me, spread my legs wider and began to nibble on. What he did do was send the Powell brothers. If anybody could make something like this work, it would be the Powell brothers.But today was a bad day. While Bob was in Reno, he had learned that the Powell brothers had been captured tried and hung. Not only that, but the report had them hung wearing pink dresses. A picture in the newspaper showed the humiliating evidence.Bob was furious. He had ridden with the Powell brothers for over a year. He considered them as brothers. The more he thought. Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went over to the sink and filled our glasses with water. I stood behind her, reached over her shoulder to get my glass, and pressed my hips against her ass, nestling my dick between her ass cheeks. She pressed her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled her glass.Still playful, neither of us making a major move, though both clearly wanted to, we went in to the living room and sat down, Karen on the couch, me on another couch facing.