Sitting there with Donna and Kat the doorbell rang, she says answer it so I did. It was two more dyke looking things and they walked in. The bell rang...several more times and Donna said lets move this outside. We were in the back yard which was heavily screened for privacy and lesbians were getting naked. I was their servant, fetching beer and lighting their smokes. After they started getting dunk I would lay down in the grass and let them piss in my open mouth, I even was made to swallow some. After all, “Happy wife, happy life.” I chuckled and replied, “That would be great.” We went outside and he pointed to his car said, “Follow me, it’s not far.” I followed. He lived about a mile from the DQ. He pulled into his driveway and I parked on the street. I followed him into his backyard. He had a huge garden. All sorts of produce, potatoes, beans, peas, corn and lots of tomato plants. He picked a couple of biggies and I said, “That’s good, thanks.” He said, “I’ll get a bag from the. The farmer nodded quietly, unable to actually voice such a forbidden desire. Nadia took the shaft of his cock in her hand and moved forward onto it, her mouth opening wide and taking it almost to the root.He groaned and his hips bucked a little as she closed her lips down and pressed her tongue to the underside of the head.She looked up at the blissful expression on his gentle face and smiled inwardly herself. She liked spreading happiness about, normally, and now was doing so, but even more. The ceiling fan in my room barely provided any comfort. Living alone has its advantages, so I spent most of the day lounging around in my underpants, or naked. The heat was making me hornier with each passing hour.Some time later I heard voices in the corridor and looked through the keyhole. Someone was moving in to the room just opposite mine. Two young men, about my age. "Good, at least I'll have some company when I'm bored," I thought, going back to my laptop to watch some porn.Half an hour.