“I thought you and Reg were going to visit the fields?”He replied, “As soon as Reg feels up to it. I thought having lunch first would help him s...ttle.”“Quite right, so before he sinks into a sated snooze, take him out and do what you can: don’t overtax him, though!”“Reg, old son, let’s go for that walk,” Mr Robson suggested, and Reg got up from his chair. They went to the door, where the farmer changed to his outdoor footwear. Reg was wearing the shoes he had arrived in. “Are these okay for the. I erupt sending load after load in her, her pussy clamping down on my cock as I release two or three more diminishing loads. It is a thrilling sensation like she is sucking the juices directly from deep within me. I pull out of her and she gets up going to the bathroom. Suddenly she feel a hot body press up against her from behind- squeezing her breasts and reaching below her towel. Before she had a chance to feel either surprise or alarm, she feels my fingers slip between her legs and begin. I stretch my arms, pulling him down to feast on his sticky saliva amid the click of our eager teeth. “...good.” My words are fractured. I want to convey the growing bubble of bliss in my belly. My imminent orgasm froths and surges. Sensible sentences crash and splinter. I push his chest from mine with a hint of urgency, brace my hands against his thighs. My pussy contracts around it's delicious invasion. I think of lounge-rooms, disco balls and raw mince meat, preventing an orgasmic explosion.. “They are good guys. They did the carpentry in the house and other buildings.” She chuckled, partly to herself, “They are actually squatting on Albert land, but the relationship has been so good, he allows them to use the land for their business.”I looked at her, “They are more than that to you, though. The way you so casually went into their arms and kissed them. Friends with benefits?”She smiled back, “Ohhhh, yeah. Lots of benefits.”She asked if it would be okay for them to join us tonight..