She screamed at them “GET OUT IMMEDIATELY YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING WORMS”. The men complied, jumping out from their confinement, blinking as they eme...ged into the bright sunshine. “Stand in line before me” she ordered them. One by one they faced her, she grasped their manhoods, examining all of them for evidence of semen, once satisfied they had not masturbated she forcibly pushed each one to one side. On completion she faced them again “ There are vessels of water and razors there” she informed. ”“Stick out your tongue.”She did that, her eyes growing wider, her body shaking. “You can stop doing both.” My dick swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank top, her budding breasts outlined by the pink cloth. I swallowed. “Take off your top.”Fuzzy needles prodded my brain.“My top?” she gasped, her hands seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her stomach. “I'm not wearing a bra, Daddy, I can't...” Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head,. Most days I would get up early, do my morning chores, dig some worms for bate, grab my poles and be at the lake before the morning sun was high enough for it the be very hot. Usually I would fish a while, jack off and finger fuck my ass a while then back to fishing. I would usually jack off two or three time at the late. Then I would clean my fish, go home an do my evening chores before supper. I continued my night time showers and the jack off at least one more time in my bedroom. It. There really is no way to describe the feeling. We had both discovered something that had been missing in our lives for longer than either of us ever thought. What we began at 1:15 am, we were still doing at 4:30 am.I was snuggled up under Rogers arm, my small breasts pressing his ttorso, my wig long gone and my natural longish below shoulder hair mussed beyond any recognizable style. I woke softly; with out the realization of what had happened for about 5 seconds, and it all came .