Shelly and I choose to stay at the farm. The small town had nothing of interest for youngsters anyway. It was late June and days were alrea...y hot by the afternoon. Shelly and I had planned to go fishing down at a small pond out past the barn. The pond was actually a dammed up creek where cattle watered during the driest times of the year. It was a picturesque setting. Tall marsh grasses surrounded the water’s edge. Mature birch trees lined the original creek bed. There always. Deeper.And then it happens...Pulsing. Thrusting. Harder. Ejaculating. Imagine him cumming in your mouth now. Imagine his cum splashing the inside of your mouth as his cock explodes. Feel his cock flex and his semen hitting the back of your tongue, again and again. Feel his sperm bursting into your mouth. Taste his cream, slut."Oh fuck, yes, baby, he's cumming in your mouth! Oh God, yes, suck him! Suck it all the way!"Feel it. His cock shooting cum into your mouth, your lips wrapped tightly. "It's not THAT great of a surprise."She looked down, through the front of her open robe. "What panties?" she laughed, then sighed again, less audibly this time. "Ok, fine. Do what you want."She paused again. "Is it bling?!"He sighed. "Guess it and you don't get it."She closed her mouth, frowning, sucked her lip in to bite it gently so that she wouldn't appear to pout. Bryan recognized the expression and smirked. "Don't worry, you will like it. That's the important thing."She huffed, conceding. She lay still for a moment so get her balance as she was trembling, she said I think we had better go, we have an audience! I looked round and saw about eight blokes standing in the doorway just feet away staring at us and smiling. Gill found her feet a walked back to her jeep; I finished my drink and walked over to it too. As we got in, the blokes started clapping and whistling, they continued to do so as we drove away.When we got back to mine Gill asked if she could take a shower, afterwards.