The field was so fucking dry that even as the dust plume that was trailing behind me settled, another came towards me with the oncoming truck. Just ba...ely, through the dust, I could see her waiving at me.Cracking the cab door I was met with the searing dry heat that had settled over us weeks ago. Immediately sweat beaded on my forehead. I stepped out of the cab onto the tire of the tractor and then dropped to the ground, raising another puff of dust.The truck pulled up close, and she smiled as. I knew, too, that we would need to drop out and wander from time to time. The rest of my family up in North Dakota would help us with that. I mean when you marry, you bring your betrothed into your family; this was my family. I knew Rachel would have to adjust a little, and that would be hard for her. But we could still run around, still go to our fine restaurants, still do crazy things.“We will make this work,” I told her, “We will do this together, I promise you.”“Yuh don’t have tuh marry me. “It works better if you go doggy-style,” I commented as I showed them by example the benefit, sliding my cock back inside Des from behind for a few strokes as well, “I’m not going to cum inside her this time, just because that’s a gesture of bad faith when I’m trying to let her breed with other Gods. But I am going to slip in for some more strokes inside that sweet twat of hers. Besides, any excuse to ogle and fondle her fine bottom, hey, why pass that up?”We kept this five-man rhythm going for. It was only seconds until we confronted each other in our underwear. My cock had become an erection, my striped boxers formed a tall tent over it. I didn't care, my modesty had died from alcohol poison so I stood boldly tall and proud for her inspection. And inspect me she did. She stood up directly in front of me, the tips of her dark red bra were close enough I could feel the heat of her body. My sister is almost a full head shorter than me so she looked up into my eyes as eight of her.