."Miss Buxton sat down at her desk and sighed. One of the cleaners walked in and noticed the expression on her face. "everything alright miss?" the cl...aner lady asked, smiling. "would you be able to work the whole day?" she asked. "your skills may be needed. Oh, and we'll need the washing machine and tumble dryers as well" the cleaner lady nodded without question, and Miss Buxton leaned back and groaned. "this is gonna be a long day for the girls" she muttered.Everyone gathered in the briefing. . Squeezing and releasing his balls with each downward motion. Just like Daddy taught her. Smiling, she raised her head to observe the glistening purple head of her father's cock. With her back to him, Meadow knelt straddling her dad's torso. Tony watched his precious princess lower her pink pussy lips on his prick. Her twat was so tight she had to wiggle and twist her ass to take in all eight inches.What a fantastic sight, he thought to himself. Meadow began moving up and down on his shaft,. “Geez … he wasn’t kidding when he said the farm was remote. It seems we’ve been on gravel roads forever.” She looked down at the page of instructions, then out the windshield. “That must be it … turn right at that dirt road before the big oak.”The dirt road was barely more than a two-track running between barbed wire fences on both sides leading up a small hill. Once crested, though, they found an almost beautiful farm scene with a large white two-story home, a large barn and several. She asked me what I was doing the following Friday and I said working till 10pm, she said that’s a shame and then asked, if she wasn’t being cheeky could I pick her and her mates up from the pub when I finished work.Now let me think, pick up a couple of sexy, good looking and drunken girls or go home, no brainer really. I agreed to meet them outside the pub at about 11pm.So 11 o’clock Friday I’m sat in the car outside the pub when out walks Stevie, in a micro skirt and a white blouse,.