The pump hummed softly as i began to fill with air and my cock stood rock hard ready for what was about to happen.the feeling was unimaginable i felt ...ike i was being fucked by a cloud as my asshole tightened its grip around the line, i came before i even touched my cock. i was in so much pleasure i didn't even notice my stomach had swelled to the size of a basketball. as i lied there covered in cum fighting sleep a cramp set in that burned my stomach with pressure, i ripped the pump cable out. Grandfather went to the phone and dialed a local number. He spoke in a language I’d never heard. He smiled, and then hung up the phone.Grandfather and I continued talking. About an hour later, there was a knock on my door. I got up and opened it. Outside a man was standing with his hands together, in front of his crotch. I could instantly smell that he was a rabbit and afraid.Grandfather invited the man in. He came into the room and stood, shifting his weight from foot to foot, just as the girl. She would always stare at our nudity, sometimes with me rubbing Eva's back as she typed, but we never suggested that the maid take off her clothes and join us. You may think that my morality is a bit off, but the maid, Ilse, was an immigrant without good English, and we both felt that she was off limits. If she had ever asked to join us, we would have thrown her down on the bed and ravished her, but we would not make the first move. Eva was particularly adamant about that.The marathon job was. “Scotch for me,” he said. I poured a healthy dose of liquid courage for each of us.He raised his glass to me and said, “Salud y amor y tiempo para disfrutarlo.”I looked at him befuddled and raised my glass and just said, “Cheers.”“We’ll have to teach you Argentine Spanish,” he replied. “I just said, health and love and time to enjoy it. Especially as I think the women want to go on a trip to visit my estancia, my ranch.”“You have a ranch?”“Of course any self-respecting Argentinian gentleman has.