Chris began to draw her mouth and up down the top half of my cock whilst sucking softly hard. She slowly increased the speed at which her head bobbed...up and down. I began to slowly push my penis into her mouth gradually increasing the rhythm until eventually I felt as though I would come in her mouth. Chris sensed my arousal and drew away. "I don't want you to come yet, I want you to come in another part of my body, but not my mouth!" she announced.She stood, took my hand and led me to the. She was clearly worried. “No, no. Nobody’s getting fired, but yesterday was the one and only time. Got it?” he said. “Yes sir, I understand,” she said. “I have a whole lot of fence mending to do with my wife, and I am not going to risk my marriage in order to cool off my hot pants. I don’t blame you, Julie. It was my doing, and I’m sorry. “One thing though,” he said. “Mister Carter?” she said. “Missus Carter is probably going to talk to you. She’s not mad at you; she’s mad at me. Just be up. It was pleasant to watch her body move beneath her worn dress, likely the only one she owned. Some women just like being with men, and I decided that Becka was one of those. It is fortunate for men that there are such women.I spent the time cleaning my rifle and honing my bayonet with a pocket whetstone, waiting for dark when I planned to disappear and head north again, by a different route. The big overseer and an older black man showed up just about sunset. "Come outside," Jeff said, cocking. My nipples were rock hard, aching to be played with by my step daddy and my pussy tingled, longing to be rubbed to climax. I put my hands on the back of his head as he continued to kiss and rub my pussy with his lips. He moaned into my crotch, enjoying each moment between my legs and finally he pulled away slightly, moving his hand up the inside of my thigh. "You're right, it's very wet and now it's a bit more wet, isn't it?" I nodded, unable to speak just yet. His fingers found their way.