“OK guys, I think she wants us to fuck her, so why don’t you get her back here and then we’ll fuck her ass and cunt, yeah?”Rob got up fast and...walked into the bathroom, pulled Diane up and put his arms around her, started kissing her deep in the mouth. “Go on Rob, fuck her” said Steve, and I agreed, “yeah, fuck the slut there.”They were kissing hard, and feeling each other up in the shower, like a softcore movie. I turned to Steve and suggested that he go up behind Diane and start working on. I press myself against you to feel your hardness and I want you so bad.. but I cant. We have to wait. Hearing her car pull up, her car door shut I reach into my bag again and pull out a blindfold and put it onto you, kiss you and walk away. You hear me walking over towards the direction of the car, then nothing. You are there, all alone, so vulnerable and so fucking horny you dont know what to do. I meet the woman, we talk and decide nothing more needed to be said and we walk, together, towards. And strong, I’d once watched her punch a summer help tenderfoot who had bitched about her cooking one too many times. We had tried warning him to watch his step. But like most city boys, he knew better. After I reset the knotheads broken nose, Pete handed him his pay and told him to get off the property before Pete took over where Agnes left off. The punk looked at the rest of us as we started to rock, paper, scissors for who was going to follow Pete. He was in his car and down the road in 10. "May I help you?" she asked.She was an attractive older woman, about five feet six inches tall withshoulder length dark hair with a hint of gray and perfect make-up. Herwhite uniform shirt was professionally pressed and tucked neatly into hertight black pants that he would later notice had no back pockets. Thecuffs of the pants came to within an inch of the floor and neatlyconcealed a sexy pair of black leather pumps with four-inch heels. Theshoes were not very practical for working an.