During that time, he and Randall tended the cattle, made some repairs in the barn, sprayed the peach trees and knocked out about a hundred other littl... chores before he had to leave on his next run to Indianapolis.Randall didn't go out of his way to monitor their sexual activity but he was pretty sure it was a lot less than that first night because his Uncle Jack didn't look so worn out in the mornings. If the three of them weren't having a meal or if they didn't have some specific activity. This was all too luxurious for her home. Her mother would never allow it. She walked over to the odd looking fire and lay down on the soft white rug in front of it. She held out her hand and ran her fingers through the furs, enjoying the feel of it. She lay there for hours, once more fading in and out of consciousness. When Persephone awoke again, she new immediately that this time she was not alone in the room. She slowly sat up and shakily looked behind her to see the green eyed man leaning. Annie stood still with legs parted as he tended to her and only moved to rest a foot on the edge of the bath so that he could get more intimate access.His mind flashed back to a Muslim woman he had shaved; his one and only Middle-Eastern cuckold couple so far. Her husband had been dead against her being shaved but she was adamant; she wanted to please her lover. She made her husband sit by the bath and watch as Larry removed her thick black bushy pubic covering with a pair of scissors and then. "I had a feeling you'd wake up raring to go, she said, reaching down and grabbing my stiff cock as if she was checking to make sure it was still there. Bart rolled off of me and pulled a pillow over his head, and so Lana scooted over and lay there on her back, big breasts rolling to either side, a vast expanse of white belly beneath them, and her legs slightly spread apart to reveal that inflamed pink place in between. "Mmm, do whatever you want," she said sleepily, and shut her eyes again.I.