This proposal, however, which had just come out of the blue had totally dumbfounded him.Picking up on Dempsey’s dilemma, Clem quickly made one final...suggestion. “Dempsey, if I’m not mistaken, you are off on Mondays. Why don’t you visit the farm next Monday and check it out? I promise you that I won’t expect you to work on the farm and shovel shit,” he said with guffaw before finalizing, “That’s my domain.”In one of those rare moments as an epiphany strikes, Dempsey agreed. He really didn’t. After all you are so big and strong and I am just a little girl. Or perhaps not so little.’ With an evil smile she reached up and cupped her overflowing bosom with both hands pressing up so even more of her luscious boob meat overflowed from the tight confines of her T-shirt. I couldn’t help myself and gazed at her gorgeous tits, wanting to bury my face deep into them. ‘Oh you really like these don’t you,’ she laughed, massaging her boobs gently. ‘How would you like a closer look?’ With that. God, I want you!I’ve reached the point of not being able to hold back. I need to cum. I watch you continue to fuck your ass and punish your clit while I jack my cock harder and faster.“I want you to cum on me baby, cum all over my face and my tits. Make me your dirty little whore!” you cry out as your next orgasm rips through your body. You are exhausted and spent, yet you still continue for me. You know all the right things to say, all the right things to do. No one could ever please me the. I'd all but forgotten about the incident after another week went by with nothing being said about that backyard discovery. I was over at Darryl's, sitting in his living room, waiting for him to get ready to go over to the park with me. A bunch of us guys were meeting over there for a pickup baseball game."Hello, Vince." I turned my head at the unexpected sound of Lydia's voice, somewhere behind me. I saw her walking towards the living room with a sandwich in one hand, and a glass of milk in the.