.. Some bimbo blond sucking the shit out of that thing... Stop it'Ken: "Listen, man please put that thing away, this is not fucking funny."(Ken was tw...sting and rocking his body nervously and Suit kept staring.)'How can he keep staring and keep that straight fucking face. What is this fucking game! He's a well-off, good-looking guy, he could get all the action he could want, how the fuck did he pick me to fuck with? Don't look at it... Shit, it's definitely growing... Stop looking at it... Stop. “Hey, you two could be models.” They both laughed, although mums was a little strained, they looked at each other. .”˜Snap, snap, snap’ I took three more pics in quick succession as they turned to back on hearing the camera noise. I could see that both pairs of eyes were looking back at my crotch. “Well you could.” I said as I looked at the pics I had taken. These will do nicely I thought to myself. “Want me to make you another cappuccino?” “Nook, .no thank you son, but we are just about. .. cumming... oh... it's cumming... it's... ugh... ugh... ughhhhhh." Tracy's long low groan was the signal for Ellie to stop humping her. She pulled the slimy cock slowly from her arse, and removed the strap-on, dropping it on the carpet. She sat next to me and we watched as Tracy slowly dragged her self up on to sofa, both women were drained and looked as if they were about to pass out. I kissed both of them and said, "You two stay here and rest, I'll go and make us some cold drinks. I went to. That’s my life and I like it.I’m a dairy farmer and own a small ranch about twenty miles outside of Phoenix. It keeps me busy during the week. I’m up before daybreak and don't get home until after dark. That's a f******n-hour day and the work is hard. But I love it.So, this past weekend I was at my regular watering hole when a gorgeous woman walked in and took the seat at the bar next to me. She was wearing what looked to me like a business suit. She’d probably just left work. We exchanged.