September, and she was back at school and the sailing was tapering off. I called the agency and arranged to work starting in October. I remembered, ju...t in time, to get my bike serviced. That was an all-day job; ride to Clacton, hand the bike to the workshop, and go in search of food and coffee. Clacton is a seaside resort. The River Colne gets in the way of a direct route, and a transit through Colchester is required. Anyway, the bike was serviced and good for another couple of thousand. Joe picked him up out of the wheelchair like he was a baby, and leaned over to set him in the back seat.“Hank, they’ll have the new tractors, planters and middle-busters delivered this week. I’m sure y’all are like me, ready to get started on another crop.”“Josey, we’re itching to put those new tractors to work. I drove past your place over there where Rondo and Chuck were working, and I can tell, those new tractors can really cover some ground in a day’s time.”“They sure can, and I’ll have. Lapping up and down, back and forth, I give her everything. At the same time, I slide one or two fingers in her cunt from my right hand, depending on how wet and relaxed she is. She’s usually very wet and relaxed in a clenching and needy way, her cunt open and waiting, and somewhat torn. She loves the pleasure of my tongue, loves my fingers, but also is starting to ache for my hard cock. If I asked her at this moment, she would probably pick for me to stop licking, and start fucking 9 times. So she left and I put in my favorite flick and loaded up the bong. After a few hits and a couple of scenes showing toys and ass I decided it was time to try it for myself. I looked around trying to find an improvised dildo when I remembered my wife had gone shopping. Inside the fridge I saw the perfect toy. It was about 7 inches long and about an inch and a half in diameter. I warmed it up in the microwave so it would feel as real as posoble. Then I slid a condom over it. By then I was so hot.