Strangely I never heard them talking before, during or after fucking.I recently started to masturbate listening to my parents fuck. I did not start be...ore that as someone told me that masturbation was bad for my health but in the end after listening to my parents fuck I lost all self-control and took up the pleasurable habit. In addition to my night time sexual activities I would go to my bedroom after breakfast and pleasure myself after my parents had left go to their business for the day.On. “You can go to town with me while I get combine parts. We’ll talk some on the trip.”After they were on the road and the tires were humming, Don looked over at Randy. He was staring out the window, jaws tightly clenched. Don said, “Now Bud, why don’t ya tell me what the hell’s going on today?”“She’s a fucking whore and is going to leave me. Fucking bitch.”“What? Who’s a whore and going to leave you? Shirley? Hell, I know you’ve been at each other’s throats for a while, but what makes you think. When it was over Drake pulled away with a huge smirk. My stomach was heaving and I slowly loosed my grip on the counter.“Enjoy that?” he smirked.“Not at all,” I said sarcastically making him laugh.Sliding off the counter I dropped to my knees in front of him.“What are you doing?” he asked worriedly.“Oh chickening out now are we mister badass. We’re just releasing some stress jeez,” I taunted.When I looked up he was glaring at me and I smirked.“Fine,” he growled crossing his arms.He’s going to. She was glad he got the job done and said that she would have hated to have to stay up waiting for him to finish so he could come in and make his adjustments, bidding him goodnight, she was off to bed.Hours later the blacksmith had finally finished his repairs and took the mended machinery part into the main house to install it. The furnace was located right at the far corner of the outer kitchen, which was adjoined to the farmer’s private kitchen. He crept in with his lantern (there were locks.