” I said as I picked up a handful and put it under Jimmy’s nose.“What do you mean the softest?” Jimmy looked puzzled, before I pushed him to l...nd on a pile of hay. “Oh I see what you mean,” he laughed. I stood watching him roll around, then fell next to him as he tugged my leg. We laid next to each other kissing and talking. I told Jimmy that we can spend the night here if he wanted.“Sex in the barn. On a hay bed, sounds like fun. How about you give me head right now,” Jimmy said as he. The beer was in a refrigerator in the back of the garage so I followed her in there and when she handed me the beer, all common sense left me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pulled her close and we shared a kiss that meant so much to both of us! I could spend hours kissing her. The kissing got more intense and then we heard a noise. We turned to quickly see her mother leaving the garage. We had been caught!This was not going to be good at all! I had no idea of what to say to. Hence, no cops. Everything was allowable, even public sex. Since it’s a very harsh environment, people leave their c***dren at home. It sounded freaking great. I paid my registration online and arrived late on the first day (hauling enough water for yourself for six days is a chore). I got my four person tent set up, complete with studio, and got out to wander about midnight. This was no earthy-crunchy festival; there were neon lights of all kinds for artists and performers to promote. I flicked my tongue against Amelia’s clit while fingering Emma’s as the same time with my index finger. Amelia had both hands on the back of my head, pulling me hard into her pussy as my third and fourth fingers plunged in and out of Emma. Maintaining the rhythm of lapping at Amelia, while masturbating Emma, was a bit of a trick. If synchronized screwing were an Olympic event, I likely would not have medaled, but sometimes it is an honor just to compete. At any rate, I managed to get the job.