Finally she gave me a chance to reply."I can't turn down a dare, and from such a pretty lady, and with such a specialprize, how can I refuse." She li...ed the compliment, I could tell. I continued"I can handle a lot of things, hell, I even get off on the humiliation aspect. Give me your best shot, but you'd better be ready to pack that up." I saidpointing at the maid outfit of my dreams."Oh, not so fast little sissy boy. This won't be easy. And it's not me thatwill be giving you the shots. . She reached for his cock and held it for a moment, feeling its softness. Then she bent over and kissed the tip. She didn’t stop there. She circled her tongue around the head and engulfed it with her lips.The man lay back now and watched as she ministered to his now hard cock. She ran her mouth up and down on it. I could see that it was getting extremely rigid now. She pulled away and sat up partially and stroked it. I watched as the foreskin moved up and down over the penis head. She then bent. He was still on the bike in his own little world, pounding the pedals. Mark held out his hand and Mandy placed hers in his as he gently pulled her to her feet. Then they were kissing again, his arms around her waist, her fingers clutching his hair. He took a step forward, backing her against the mirrors and took her place, perching on the Pilates ball. His face was close to her pussy now, so close he could smell her sweet scent. With one hand he pulled her now drenched panties aside and plunged. They worked steadily and hard to clear the fields and plant root crops, mainly red potatoes but carrots, turnips and radishes as well. Pumpkins and winter squash were planted to vary their diet come winter.Their next task was to build a secure smoke house and an outhouse. Rather than blast and dig a vault out of solid stone as they’d planned, nailing up an outhouse over one of the old pits made much more sense. Each morning they watered the fields before tearing into the demolition of the.