The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be co...ered up anyway; it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down.A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally. Tom greeted me at the door of my car as i rolled up. I am sure that as i stepped out of the car he saw my pussy hanging out and i pretended not to notice. We exchanged pleasantries and he escorted me inside. I sat on the sofa opposite Tom as we became more aquainted with each other. I could see his eyes wondering to my croutch an his cock swelled inside his pants.He got up poured me a drink and sat beside me on the sofa. We talked somemore about how we met and he suggested since it was a porn. I groaned as Kate slowly spread her legs, her right thigh leaning against my leg, and I could see all of her pussy. Her hand went down and she began rubbing her clit. My hand went to my cock and we fell into a rhythm.I was entranced with what I was seeing in the mirror, Kate had one hand on her pussy and the other on her breast, lightly pinching her nipple. She spread her legs even wider, hooking her leg over mine. She was rubbing her clit and occasionally pumping a finger in and out of her. Don’t worry. It’s better to ask or talk about something that to leave it unanswered,” I said, doing my best to make her feel comfortable enough to share whatever was on her mind.“Is it wrong…or bad…to masturbate?” she blurted out, her eyes intently fixed somewhere around my feet.“As with most things, it depends,” I answered with therapist-like seriousness, “It is the best way to explore yourself and your sexuality, what you like, what turns you on, that kind of thing. And to safely relieve some.