Shauna was moaning. Her wet thighs were like a vise on my head. Morgan’s pace picked up as she noticed Shauna was once again in full orgasm mode, ...lapping my ass with every other thrust. Her tongue was licking Morgan’s cock with every outward thrust from my ass.“Eat her pussy, bitch,” Morgan shouted at me. “Make her cum, over and over! Show our sweet little guest how we treat company!” Shauna had several orgasms, one right after the other, like waves crashing on the shore. Her thighs were. They each had farms that bordered on their Father’s farm. I knew that much of western North Carolina and eastern Tennessee were National Forest lands and wondered just how much of what they were farming was actually theirs and how much was forest land. I only wondered for a short time though, as it really wasn’t any of my business.I also noticed that there were what seemed like an awful lot of young children present at the various homes. This got me to wondering if the Cousins had more than one. When I finished checking that no-one was in any of the stalls, I hurriedly peeled off all of my work clothes to reveal nothing, but me standing in my white jock-strap. Not long after I ever so slowly pulled off my now bulging jock-strap to release my fully erect penis.Standing completely nude gave me an overwhelming sense of relief of my humdrum existence, but also of panic; what if a security guard, yet alone a shopper walked in.By now, I was beating my rock hard uncut cock to a sticky precum. But, of course, I don't have much need anymore for such garments. Sighing softly, I replaced the objects of my desire and turned to move on to the next department.A light tap, followed by an embarrassed throat clearing caught me as I was entering households. "Uh... miss, you'll have to leave the store." I looked over the nice young man in his nice clean suit, smiled and shook my head "no". He looked rather uncomfortable making such a request, but I couldn't blame him for making it. I also.