Passionate kissing was something I guess even they were inexperienced at doing, but I lay back and took each one for a five minute snog, protesting in...the name of decency when each one took turns in squeezing my boobs.Back then my nipples were not as sensitive as they are today, in fact I did not have any boobs to speak off, so there was no brassiere, just pink protuberances, which were hard, but devoid of sexual feeling.After the kissing session I nominated the best looking boy, who in fact. I saw the bulge in his pants instantly grow when he made his way to my pussy. He leaned over in the car and started kissing on my neck, pulling my hair a bit in the back with one hand, while barely touching my pussy lips. I kept shifting my hips wanting more, but he was enjoying teasing me. Finally he pushed a finger inside of me. He started whispering in my ear, saying how beautiful my pussy was, how much he wanted to fuck me, how sexy I am, how he's constantly thinking about me. He asked me. He had a huge farm and an indoor factory that was five times larger than any football stadium I had ever attended. On his farm, he milked cows, made cheese, pies and so many other things thus this was going to be a busy summer for Chad and I. But the pay was really good and I could tell Mr. Fallon was the kind of guy that would leave you alone as long as the work was getting done.Tasks to do on the farmThree days after we started, Mr. Fallon had finished all the training with Chad and I and Mr.. Yeah, Joe has a dangerous job. But if something does happen to him he will live on in our two kids. I will have them and my cherished memories to keep him close to my heart. Joe loves what he does and I could never ask him to walk away from that."Does that mean I never felt that fear, that worry that 'tonight was the night?' Of course I did! The times he was on stakeout or the year he spent on undercover work would keep me awake late at night, wondering. But I was also proud of him. He was.