The men were told to stay out of the kitchen. The women all worked together to get dinner ready. Supper would be leftovers. A lot of the prep began th... night before. Anything that needed to be cut, shredded, or sliced had been taken care of and stowed in the fridge. Today was for making bread, pies, and cooking the sides, ham, and turkey. I made the pies: pumpkin, apple, and pecan.We sat down for dinner, at about 3 pm. We’d stopped for some light snacks to fend off any hunger before dinner. ‘Purrs like a kitten,’ he said. ‘A loud kitten. You have to hang on when you open the throttle or it’ll knock you right off. A lot of horses in there, and they don’t like slowing down.’ He patted the tank, his fingers inches from my groin. I shifted a bit, suddenly moist. My thighs clenched around the firm leather and hard metal. I wanted to stay there, wanted him to kick the engine to life, wanted to feel it roar between my legs, to press hard against it, rub it and caress it and squirm… Oh,. I broke the ice by asking them what Justin said about me. Apparently, he said great things about me and just said we had an amazing time and wanted to share me with them. I asked them what they wanted to do to me. They said they wanted to strip me naked and all have their way with me. They all three wanted to enter all three of my holes and treat me like a porn star slut. I said that was fine with me and they could do whatever they wanted although I was totally nervous and my heart was. The lightest contact of our lips, our tongues barely meeting.She slid her thin body on top of me, and pushed herself down on my cock. I felt it entering her old body again after so many long months apart, sliding into her wonderful warm vagina. vagina.Fucking is always weird; when my cock is deep in a woman, feeling her heat and wetness. It was weird with Ava too, holding her old face in my hands as my young cock worked into her, knowing she’d been middle aged when I was born. That she was.