My ‘tomboy’ daughter was a mighty fine farmhand. I was sitting in an air-conditioned tractor cab while she had no such comfort. The blazing sun be...t down on her. She must be working on her tan because she wore only her red bathing suit top and a pair of cut off jeans.Twice, I’d given Mollie the chance to switch jobs with me so she could have some of the air-conditioned coolness. Even though she was only 13, I knew she could handle the massive monster tractor and hay baler with practiced skill.. Just like the last time The Group met, everyone else made catcalls and sexy side comments when they heard which guy and girl were going to be the first ones to fuck that evening. This time many of their comments were in direction response to the stature of the two who got picked - Mark was a medium height, muscular football player and Amy was the shortest girl on the cheerleading squad at 5'2". She was slightly heavier than she might have wanted to be but most of her figure was firm and shapely. Should another such a one ... thank you for coming.”I wouldn’t say the man was pushed out the door ... such an act would be dangerous in the extreme ... but his way was smoothed and he departed only slightly ruffled.As the door shut behind Dario, grandfather shed his ceremonial robes and passed them to the oh so careful young man.“Burn that ... and bring me soap and water. Touching the likes of him disgusts me.“I feel violated, I had no idea he was coming.”“How much?” Jim asked.“You heard .... He pushed the door almost closed to minimise the light spillage. On finishing, found Erika standing quietly behind him, waiting her turn. She spoke softly, “Don’t flush it yet, darling, until I have been. Less chance of waking Freda then.”He waited and watched Erika performing at the pot, neither of them concerned at their nudity in the bathroom. When she had wiped herself and stood up, Reg ran his hand over her breasts wonderingly, still astonished at what they had done together. She smiled at.