Gayle went naked to the opening and pushed the curtains aside. That was when she heard her aunt's voice.Though Gayle wasn't sure of the time, she knew...it had to be past midnight. The moon was full and high in the sky and the black sky was clear, dotted with sparkling stars. Down by the beach she could see shadows darting around. Blinking and wiping her sleep-bleared eyes, Gayle squinted to focus on the shapes. Now she could see her aunt clearly. She was stark naked and around her another shadow. I loved my job running the financial side of the Conrad Dairy and loved my husband Joe Senior even more, so Joey Junior didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary in my complete happiness.Joe was still out spraying fertiliser from the air when we got back to the farm. Junior had a few barn chores to get through before washing up for dinner. Granny Harris was starting to lay the table and Junior took over the task, once Granny had checked the cleanliness of his hands and the state behind his. “Man, you’re fun to watch! You really got off on it, didn’t you?”“Yeah…I guess I did,” I said. “I don’t like men – I mean, I don’t like men in a sexual way, but I seem to like men when women are in charge and making me perform. I can’t explain it really. If it turns women on and there’s that element of sub/Dom – me being the sub of course, it becomes something different. I still say, I’m not gay.”“Couldn’t prove it by me,” Clay says. “That was a killer blow job. I’m not much into guys either. I. Then a third. Then a fourth. I had most of my hand sliding in and out of her pussy. Her juices were flowing now and she began to breath heavily."Ohh Fucck John! I'm going to come" She moaned in pleasure as my fingers moved in and out of her now soaked and well lubricated cunt. I pulled my hand out and it was covered in sweet, hot juices. I wiped it on my boxers and began to dress. I felt her grab my hand and stopped dressing. She was sitting up in her bed, nude and beautiful."John, I.