"Dance?" I asked her. She practically dragged me out to the floor.They played some well-known ballad by one of those teen pop tarts, and we danced to ...t, clinging together like we were melting. Then they started another slow song, a new song, a pretty ballad I'd heard a few times. I knew it slightly, in other words. This time, the lyrics burned a hole in my brain."I won't spend another night without you"We were wrapped together in our own cocoon. Her arms clung around my back, her head rested. Keith placed his finger to my lips as he said, “All in due time Kate.”Megan and my mom brought over scrambled eggs, buttered toast, bacon, sausage, and fresh coffee. When they both joined us at the table my mother looked to Keith and asked him if he would say grace. My mom was somewhat religious. However, I had not prayed nor been to church since I was Megan's age. Probably would have been struck by lightning if I had been. However, I took Keith’s hand and my daughter's hand as my mom took hold. “There are four helpers. One is a teenager who feeds the animals and such. He is there every day and I pay him with quickies. I just bend over the table in the living quarters attached to the barn when he gets there and is still pretty clean. He’s kind of dumb and ugly so doesn’t have a girlfriend. I figure my pussy is keeping him from bothering his sister too much. [grin] Are you OK so far?” She could feel my cock starting to refill.“The other two hands do the more skilled work and are each. I enjoyed watching Billie getting fucked at least twice by every man. Then it was my turn. She had a shallow pussy and I bottomed out every time, as had the other men, I assume.Della Easton had a tattoo on each of her breasts. They were her children’s names. Then on her shaved pussy mound was ‘fuck me’. Exactly what her clients were going to do. I was learning more about these women than I had even known when I was married to Stacey all those years.Patti Kent had an assortment of body piercings.