"You should have done that at the dealers," he opened a drawer and took out an order form and started filling in the blanks."3/4 ton 4x4," he said.I n...dded."283."A nod."Fuel Injection." Uh huh." Bench or Buckets?" Buckets. Bench in the back. Two rows, not three." Wheels?" 15." Tires?" Mounted 820x15 six ply mud and snows and a full set of mounted 710x15 highway tires. Can you get them in Michelin radials?" Why do you want radials?" Safety." I guess ... let me check." He picked up a phone and. Next to the well was a little brick shed which housed some of the farming supplies and the water pump, which was used to irrigate the fields.As I stood admiring the field, I thought I heard something. As I listened closely, I heard a faint, muffled noise as if someone was crying in pain. I followed the sound, which led me to the little shed house. Slowly, I crept up and peeped in from the little window on the side.Muniyamma was lying down on the hard concrete floor with her saree pushed up to. I could feel him trapped and longing inside his jeans and I left a wet mark on the front of his pants. He took his lips away from me, breathing hard and stripped off his shirt. His body was magnificent and I couldn’t help but stare as I began to run my finger absently over my clit. “My God,” was all I could manage as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and released his massive, throbbing cock. The image was so sexy I could hardly keep myself from cumming right that second. No shirt, cock. He wanted so badly to please her daughter as much as she pleased him.Sherry ground her pussy hard on Frank's fingers, her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly; her hands held onto his broad shoulders for support. She was close, she could feel it, her pussy grabbed and pulled at her daddy's fingers greedily. "Not without you, daddy," she said breathlessly but unable to stop her grinding motion for it felt so good. Frank made a shushing noise to silence her, and crooned softly: "that's it.