”After a hearty breakfast of fresh eggs, Sally and Katie began preparing a picnic basket and other things to take up to the mountain peak, while Cla...k took Brother Matthew on a tour outside the cabin with Fifi and Trish in tow. They went over to the root cellar which was nearly empty waiting for the abundant harvest to begin in a few weeks. Clark showed him stacks of dried logs from the previous year waiting to be chopped for the winter. At the chicken coop, Clark stopped to gather a few eggs. ..stretch my ass...oh yes please fuck me...fuck me ass.....fuck your little slut,” I moaned. It felt so wonderfully slutty and sexy saying these things for all to hear! I spread my legs and tilted my ass up to give him a better access to my ass and to help him get it all the way in. I was defiantly being stretched. I could feel it. “Oh yes fuck my ass...slowly baby...oh I feel it stretching open...oh yes...oh god...” I said in between sucking the life out of Karen's pussy. She tasted so good.. I kept stroking her clit until she pulled my hand from her quivering pussy. I turned to face her slowly and as I did she hugged me close. Whispering "Thank you" as our bodies locked together, my cock was still hard as steel, pressing against her belly. "You're still so hard?" she said pushing herself against me. "Well you seem to have that effect" I whispered back letting my hands fall down her back to her arse. I puller her closer again, crushing her breasts into my chest and she moaned "Oh. And, as if they had a mind of their own, my eyes tipped tears of sadness over my book.I hid my face with my hair so no-one would see me so upset. Finally, to my relief, the class was over and I picked up my bag and ran from the room, desperate to get home so I could grieve privately.At home, I was relieved that Jermaine was out. We’d moved into a realm where we cried privately and went about doing our own thing. We didn’t cry in front of each other: somehow sharing our tears would have made the.