" I said still checking out her ass she hadn't turned towards me yet."So what are you doing Mace?" I asked."Oh nothing I'm just patting down the soil ...n my flower garden, would you like to keep me company." she said standing up straight."Sure," I said unpacking could wait.I sat down so we could talk and she continued to bend over, I could see her breast straining from inside the top of her tight tank top. After about thirty minutes of working she stood and I could see the sheen of sweat on her. "While we were eating ice cream I told her about the fantasies I have. It was about fucking my sister in law in school uniform. I also hinted about my desire to explore her lovely ass. Ritha was exited to hear about this. She suggested that we would make real each fantasy real during coming days.It was day 1 evening Ritha came after college, she had a shower and she changed to her good old school uniform. I felt an instantaneous hard on when I saw her in my favorite fantasy. I stared her for. His hands caressed her ass cheeks bringing an involuntary groan from her.“You are some kind of slut,” he mused, still feeling her ass cheeks.“Yes, sir,” she said in quiet compliance.“Take your t shirt off.”She handed him the clip board and hauled her t shirt over her head, and without hesitation removed her bra. He had her now naked next to his truck.“Get into the truck,” he ordered, “I want a quick blow job and I’m going to use your pussy and your ass.”Kristin scrambled to obey, first bending. She quickly patted herself dry, needing so much more than a finger or two and moved into the bedroom. The bed was still unmade, the curtains drawn. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Her hands moved up to her breasts. Cupping them. Loving how they were so full they spilled out of her palms. She squeezed them gently then rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Loving the zing of pleasure that shot straight down to her core. Her nipples pebbled into tight little buds. So.