I saw her open her mouth and lurch forward to accept it into her throat, but before contact my view was blocked by the heavenly perfect ass of Melanie... "Hey boy," she teased, shaking her ass over my face, "Ever flicked a girl's shit box?" Before I could even comprehend what that meant, Melanie's spread ass cheeks were planted on my face and I was lapping at her asshole and drooling down my chin.As I licked Melanie's tight hole, I heard my girlfriend gagging on Grant's cock. With Melanie's. "Yeah, it can do that," Doug said. "It also has fine plates for grinding flour and corn meal. I figured it would come in handy. I have another like it, and a larger one that runs off a stationary engine or the belt drive on one of the old tractors." Damn," Junior said. "Pa had a corn sheller and several other things that all ran off one of those belts. I should have thought of bringing them." He looked around at the equipment in this part of the building. "Have you got one of those buzz saws?". We can't." she said and turned her back to me.I was so hot for her and I already had a huge hard-on. I started to kiss her neck as I whispered that it was alright and that no one need ever know that we enjoyed each other one afternoon. As I kissed her neck, my hands slid up the front of her torso and found her soft, full breasts in her bra. She was moaning softly as I started to caress her. Then she said, "No Neal, please. We can't. I am married." as she said it she pushed my hands from her. ”Well, score one for me. I couldn’t help but smile and Dana punched me. “What?”“You were fishing for that,” she said. “I wasn’t,” I said. Both women looked at me unconvinced. “Honest. I can handle myself.”All three of us stared at each other, but Dana decided to move the conversation to the telepathic kind, which was understandable, but we hadn’t been using it. “I can see your point now,” she said. The telepathic link was weird to me. Each of us could essentially have different conversations.