All she did all day was do the chores in the morning, give the family donkey food and water (and sometimes stare at its penis, since it was a male) an... clean out its pen. She would then help her mother weed her mom’s vegetable garden, during which she would ponder about her own garden down south in her young lithe body. She would often dart quick secretive looks at her mother’s ample bosom, and how it heaved with each breath her beautiful mother looked. Just like Red, her mother had auburn. ‘Oh my god, Doug, you feel good!’ I burst out as his cock went in as deep as it could go. It felt okay, but guilt struck me knowing how much better Russ felt fucking me earlier. The guilt lasted only for a few moments when my hubby came quickly. I could only fake an orgasm. He held out longer than usual but still he didn’t please me sexually. I knew I needed much more than he could deliver. We kissed for a moment and got dressed. Not many words were spoken much of that afternoon as I sat. “Are you trying to get us caught!?” he mumbled through laboured breaths. “I didn’t mean to - besides, it’s not my fault you know how to get me going,” she bit her lip to stop another moan escaping. “Fucking hell, yeah!” she whispered. As she continued to ride him, much faster now, his hands made their way to her breasts. Groping at first, then a pinch of her nipple, then back down to her arse, where he gave her a slap. It felt like his hands where everywhere. Her body shook in total pleasure.. Her Father mumbled something under his breath, he was shit faced and completely incoherent. He continued bickering something incohesive, but then turned around and stumbled back out of her room. Tavia waited until he was completely out of site, then made a mad dash across her room and shut the door. I need to get the hell out of this house was the only thought rolling around in her mind when she finally managed to get back to sleep. It was a sunny Saturday morning, and although it appeared warm.