That was a good deal, because dad didn't have to use any of his workers to harvest that crop, just to plant and cultivate it. We did have to put up wi...h one of the canning company people, who for a couple of weeks spent all day in the corn fields, tearing ears of corn open to make sure the corn was picked at the exact right time.Dad's unusual hobby was airplanes. Most people would possibly be content to own an airplane, but not dad, he liked to have work airplanes and play airplanes. We had a. “I’ll uh… I’ll just go, and—” “Come in,” he said, beckoning to the chair in front of his desk. I walked into his study, feeling like a schoolgirl readying herself for admonishment. There was a time not too long ago where I would’ve boldly sat in Zander’s lap, but I instead parked myself in the chair opposite to him. “This used to be Adrianna’s office.” I muttered, looking around. “Indeed,” Zander said, “I decided to take it for myself. I hope you don’t mind.” “Of course not.” He eyed me. .." I added."You want wet? I've got wet." She let go and dies back down on me and spread her legs. "This is the horniest I've been in a long time, and I'm just soaking down here." Just the though of fucking a pussy as wet as hers made my cock want to explode. "C'mon boys. I want both of you inside my pussy. Give me all you got and fuck me deep."All three of us were excited and raring to go. My friend and I tried to get into her pussy at the same time, and we had ended up grinding. Accordingly, Iwas often the single male in her entire entourage. It was somewhatembarrassing at times as I fit in with neither the 'guys' ? when theyDID appear ? as my first tendency was to attach myself to them, but theyseemed ill at ease around me so, without much ado, I gradually foundmyself lumped with the 'dolls'. In all honesty, a large part of myacceptance was probably because I was the only one with any money(orphaned, and left quite well-to-do by an accident some years before,and the.