Several cuts and lacerations were dripping red down my body. One deep gash on my left tit was bleeding especially bad. Aside from the light from the c...r it was pitch black. I considered waiting for the farmer. He (or she) would be able to see the light on the car and they would be here in several minutes. I wondered why they weren't driving out here, then realized they were probably Amish. Well that would be a good thing, they wouldn't have a phone ... unless one of the kids was doing his. She turned on the morning weather before we left the motel I was sure. I hadn’t seen the clouds when we left the room.When we finished I went into my room immediately and stripped off my clothes. I got into the hot shower to try to stop my teeth chattering.I barely made it out and into a clean pair of cargo pants when Joan knocked on my door. “Come in,” I said very cognoscente of the fact that I was only half dressed.She was carrying the rain coat, but she was dressed in cargo pants as well.. I set her up on the little counter in the bathroom and start to lick her clit and inside her pussy. She moans a little louder than I would of liked, it does echo in here. after a few moments of eating her sweet tasting pussy I stick my dick inside her. She is nice and wet and tight. Seems like she hasn't had sex very often. I go slow at first but pick up the pace some. We are both in sync with each other. "Let's fuck doggy style in front of the mirror" she tells meShe gets down and turns around. ." I heard him quietly laugh"Really? because I don’t believe you. maybe I should check your pussy and make sure you're not lying to me." he dipped two fingers down into my wet pussy. it felt amazing. he slowly pushed one finger in me and I could feel my pussy tighten like a vice. I knew I had always been tight, from my own experimentation. hell, I had accidentally popped my own cherry. but then I heard his voice.“Damn...your pussy is probably the tightest I’ve ever felt. Maybe I should.