He knew me from Marcos times, studied with us for years and recently had become the most coveted guy of the senior year. It turned out that, for some...reason, I ended up turning into his primary objective. After being with several girls from high school, he then put all his chips on me. As if dating me was some sort of challenge, since nobody had seen me with anybody, ever. With all that charisma he had and with all my friends striving for it to happen, as they thought it would be good for me,. He had few mates and no woman.He had his drafty old hay loft to sleep in night after night. His lifewas miserable.The only thing that made him happy was when he put his lot in life out ofhis mind and just thought about his pride at being a hardworking man. Hedidn't shirk on the job - not for a second. He did what he was told anddid it quickly, rushing back to get more instructions as soon as one taskwas finished. That made him feel good, as close to happy as he could get.And the labour itself. She isn’t skinny but isn’t fat, she is perfect. I sat down and Janet asked me what I wanted to do I told her “ I kinda want to go eat lunch im hungry”, she responded ok and said “come help me pick out clothes”.We proceeded to her closet where she pushed her way through her closet that was full of clothes and finally moved some dresses out of the way and revealed a dresser that was well hidden, I asked her why she had it hidden and she said “I put the clothes billy says arent good for a deacons. I was fingering her clitoris. Her pussy was wet and he juices were flowing fast. She closed her eyes and was moaning a lot and constantly saying fuck me harder , fuck me harder. I continued fingering her clitoris. I could feel her orgasm approaching. She was making funny noises and a moment later she came. She collapsed in my arms. I kissed her gently and kissed her boobs.We both got up. I cleaned her up dried both of us. My cock was still rock hard and begging for more action. Rita said it’s.