It wasn’t long before the farmer stepped into the beam of the headlights, he was dressed in his usual green wax coat and blue jeans and again he wor... wellington boots. I waved him over but didn’t say anything to Fiona yet. I gripped Fiona's head on either side feeding her my cock and not allowing her to leave my shaft. The farmer approached and came in close behind Fiona, she stopped sucking and tried to pull up off my dick.“Did I say you could stop sucking my cock you whore? Fucking carry. They immediately turned around and went back out to "wash up" when they saw there was female company in the main building. It wasn't because either of them was planning to be rambunctious with a strange female since they were both under steady control of their eagle-eyed spouses, but because it was the proper thing to do in such circumstances. The pair of trouble-makers, Bobby and Billy, the young lads belonging to the Wilson clan, just stood there all dirty and dusty looking open-mouthed at. Next I slipped on the tight black skirt, then the white blouse, yes I was right it would not leave much to the imagination, next slipping on the bright red heels, as I sat down I noticed the skirt road up to much I would be revealing a hint of my stocking tops at that Mike shouted up Mum are you just about ready, yes I replied I will be down shortly, I stood up and looked at myself in long dressing mirror, i felt so sexy, but sexy slutty and did not care, right I shouted to them I'm ready I'm. I tried to break away from her lips but Denise forcefully kissed me again.“Denise, we can’t do this. It’s not…”Again, my lips were sealed by hers. She didn’t allow me to speak. I grabbed her shoulder and said, “Stop it! We can’t do this! You have a boyfriend and I am engaged. I cannot cheat on Mary.”I looked into her eyes and saw tears. The lust in her eyes had faded and in the midst of her damp eyes, embarrassment was spread all across her face.“I am sorry! I… I don’t know what I was thinking..