Gardening in her work cloths is efficient indeed." Both women gave out a big laugh.Well it was a good idea. Seeing how I don't have time to clean up a...d change it only makes sense to do my gardening in my work cloths. And it was Florence's suggestion, so why is it so funny?"And she looks like just the little gardener all dressed up! Well, ALMOST all dressed up!" Cynthia chirped.As the breeze flowed between my legs, cooling my already wet puss I tried to ignore them. They both knew dame well. His beautiful 8" cock hard and drooling. I opened wide and swallowed it, all the way!He gently fucked my throat, giving me time to catch my breath. He pulled back and dad put an open mouth leather harness on me. He cinched it tight so I would not be able to close my mouth. Ed stuck his cock back in it and down my throat. I glanced up and what I saw excited me all the more! Dad and Ed were kissing while Ed fucked my throat!! Apparently they had been more than just friends! Ed's pace quickened. "For old time's sake." Hmph," the man turned away, limping back to his easy chair and the football match on his small television. He was older, in his fifties, and thin with thick white hair on top of his narrow skull. He dressed like a peasant, Wolfgang thought, wearing old tweed trousers and a flannel shirt, with wide suspenders rather than a belt.Wolfgang closed the door behind him and turned the bolt. He glanced around the modest apartment just assure himself that they were alone. The place. "Not really. All I know it is a place I wouldn't send my worst enemy." Why were you sent here? I know part of the reason I was. But I don't know the whole story. I was caught by my step-mom with a friend's dick up my ass." That wasn't my case. I don't know why I am here. It might be because of what I did in school." What was that?'"I like sports cars and girls hanging on each of my arms. I had one big problem, Money! So to get the money I wanted. I started a little business in school. Drugs..