”My huge mower was actually slower to use in the tight areas around the trees at the south cabin. Most of the time I had the main center blade deact...vated and one of the side blades raised as I tried to move between the trees. Holly told me that the two of us could cut the grass only slightly faster than she used to do it by herself. But that wasn’t our decision. Our Mistress said we would both mow at both cabins, and that is what we did.Saturday afternoon was again just playing around on the. ' He did. 'And wet my fingers...' He did. '...and rub that little already too excited clit of yours.' He took his fingers off my button and with both of his hands he turned me over pushing the side of my face and chest into the door. He gathered my hands behind me and held it tohether with his left hand, while his right one was playing all over my pushed out easily accessible bottom. 'You have no idea how much I want to bend you over the bed and dig my tongue into your wet pussy.' He was. The bodice was cut to fit smooth, and it had capped sleeves. The veil was fingertip-length, and would be anchored to her head by a delicate tiara.The ensemble was breathtaking. And why not? Sonya was marrying J. Francis Hughes, a corporate CEO of a large company. He had paid for the dress, and he could well afford to give Sonya everything money could buy.If only Dash didn't show up. Sonya bit her lip, worrying. Dash, her ex, would surely have read her wedding announcement in the paper. Sonya. His bum cheeks were stiffly wobbling and they looked so fucking sexy. “You’re the gay one, mate. Lying there wiggling your arse for me.” He laughed. He then pushed his bum up in the air. “Oooh! Mate, look at my bum. Do you wanna shag me, mate?” I threw the magazine at him, hit him on the arse with it. He rolled over and lay there on the rug face up. Oh fuck, he looked even sexier now with it all bulging out in his tight little jock. I had a quick glance but then I had to look away coz I got.