I had noticed they would be sitting around drinking beer and talking and his friends would always be staring at me and covering their crotch with thei... hands or their beer. I would take advantage of this and bend over weeding the flower beds or picking something up giving them a good show.This went on for several months during their college break, and then one day my son was at work (he did not go to college) I was out working in the flower beds around 4 PM in the afternoon when I heard a truck. I started fucking her by big shots because my penis is very long. She started moaning and giving her contribution by picking her heaps up and down.After twenty five minutes I asked her if I could cum inside her. She said that her operation has been done so no danger in doing that. Then we both cummed simultaneously. After that we slept in that position for fifteen minutes. I saw towards clock and said that my parents would be coming. We worn our clothes and she went.So the process continued.. Miller reached down and grabbed my ass, pulling it apart. “Ain’t that one lovely shit hole Matthew, tiny and so fucking tight.” Sheriff Owen moaned and I felt his cock press up against my spread ass. I wiggled getting tense, not knowing what it would feel like. Mr. Miller slapped my ass. “Stay still cunt.” I went limp on command. Sheriff Owen lined his cock up and pushed. I felt my ass spread open like it had so many times prior to this. This was different though, with Mr. Miller’s ten. Then I notice our guide is only just realising Candy is blind. When we move on she moves slower and is more descriptive in talking about the flowers.Old Friends and NewNearly two hours after we start the tour we end up back at the open lawn area near the gate. In our absence a few garden tables, along with many chairs, have been brought out. On the tables are glasses and jugs of cold drink. Sitting at one table is the first woman and a much older woman who looks vaguely familiar, it’s probably.