I placed my hand on her nipple and as I tried to squeeze it my fingers slipped through the cum. “About ten minutes.” I started to unbutton my jean... and pull them down, my cock springing clear, I wouldn’t need much help to cum somewhere in Dee.As the half hour approached I moved around to the girls. The queue of guys had diminished and one of the girls indicated for me to come over. I stood in front of her and she quickly took my cock into her willing mouth and sucked earnestly on my cock. Her. " My DNA being XY doesn't matter, then?" I ask."Not even slightly," Stuart says with a smug giggle. "...You know, youcould always return the compliment, say that I'll be a great dad..." Oh- now that is a no brainer!" I laugh. "You are SO great with kids,especially young ones, ANY kid would be lucky to have you as a dad." Yeah..." Stuart sighs. "But am I only great with kids because of some,you know, 'lingering maternal instinct'?" Stop it," I say. "You are a 100% hunky, masculine beefcake, no. Finally, my body giving up, the gagging began to subside and I finally noticed how eerily quiet Tommy was as he held me down. Desperate for air, Tommy finally let go and I collapsed, gasping and coughing, onto the floor. But, my break was temporary for as I lay flat on my back breathing hard I immediately felt the weight of Tommy’s body straddle my chest and I found myself staring at his penis once again, this time he was boxer free. I tried to get up but our previous exchange had left me. I saw little of John and avoided him when I did see him. Terri walked around everywhere. I suspected she was deliberately trying to have an encounter with John. She always carried a small bag with her. I had no doubt about what was in the bag. John had his meals with Sharon in their quarters in the bunkhouse. Janelle and Mikey came around to the barn a couple of times when they knew I was there and John was too far away to catch them. I gave them a brief hello and sent them on their way. It was.