After what seemed about half an hour, Anna spoke:"Right, let's see what the bitch has got".I felt a pair of gloved hands pulling up my dress. The same...gloved hands then pulled down the panties I was wearing, exposing my hard and throbbing cock. Something then hit my cock twice, causing me pain. I tried to call out, but the ball gag stopped any sound coming out."Get that thing down, NOW", ordered Anna, and hit my cock again. "The bitch has a hairy pussy. This will have to be sorted out".I felt. . Oh my god, I'm gonna stop talking now."Ben threw his head back and laughed really hard and I groaned and laid my head on his shoulder."Okay. Up, babe," he said as he gave me a swat on the butt. "Come help me make dinner."Ben lifted me up to my feet as he stood up and I followed the clopping of his cowboy boots into the kitchen.After some grousing about the condition of my cookware, Ben got to work. I didn't do much, except cut some veggies, but I tried my best to do everything he asked just. As she climbed the rungs, she was partly distracted by the dust, how quickly this place looked dirty. Maybe his mind was dirty. If she turned right now, would he be gazing at her, trying to look up her skirt? The ladder creaked as she stepped down; it had always felt a little unsteady, but now, trying not to draw any negative attention, it seemed more rickety than ever.The house was eerily silent, only the two of them there, and he was deep in concentration on the computer he was fixing. How. I attempted to suck her left nipple to my throat. I then turned my attention to the right nipple. I alternated between her breasts. Licking, sucking, and nibbling on first one then the other. But what had the greatest affect on her was when I took my tongue and traced her areola's, kissing each little bump. Halfway through this exercise on her left breast brought on her first orgasm.She was kicking and screaming for cock when I was only halfway through with her right breast. I had no.