Because there was no wind and soundwas carrying a long distance, it was hard to pinpoint where it wascoming from. I just figured it was the farmer or ...is wife from the farmhouse I'd seen just a hundred yards back down the road. I did have thoughts of hiding in the bush and sneaking back towards thehouse and maybe spying on the farmer's wife, but I didn’t really want tobe found by a pissed off farmer with a shotgun so I let the thought go.Maybe when it had warmed up a bit and I was feeling a bit. "Then I'll just have to do it myself," she announced jumping off the couch. She skipped away and quickly returned with a seamstress' measuring tape. The thought of her handling my cock again, and what that might lead to, outweighed any reservations I felt about her proposal, so that when she sweetly asked "May I?" I quickly answered "Help yourself." I was about three-quarters erect as Krista knelt between my legs and tugged open my pants. "Oh my!" she said as she wrapped her hand around the. He fucked her very hard from behind as my wife had a handful of sheets in each of her hands. Her face was buried into the sheets as she let out one continuous moan as Chris fucked her. A few minutes later Chris removed his cock from my wife’s pussy and held onto it tightly so he wouldn’t cum. My wife slid down off the bed as she knelt right in front of Chris’s big cock. Chris moaned out, “Open you mouth!” My wife opened her mouth as wide as she could. She pushed her tongue out towards Chris’s. ‘Thank you, so where are you headed?’ You smiled again and said ‘To Nashville as well, for pleasure I think.’ I said ‘You think?’ and you replied ‘Yes, it is looking that way.’ I thought that was a little odd but now I couldn’t take my eyes off of you and I started watching every movement you were making. You turned and looked at me directly and said ‘I feel like I know you’ and I replied ‘I kind of feel the same way’. Overhead they called the flight so I grabbed my stuff and walked out of.