I'll do the washing up I'll use the dishwasher."Mary, not having been told by Pip what to wear, put on bra and panties and a cotton dress with a modes... hemline. She slipped on some sandals and a straw hat and took the Toyota to Jefferson's Farm.When she arrived there was no sign of the young men and she was greeted in the yard by Samantha and the twins. She wished the girls happy birthday and they danced away to help the working party. Wearing stretch denim jeans and identical tops that. Sabrina was trying to get her hand into her jeans but they were too tight to do that sitting down. Her other hand was busy exploring under her shirt. Diana came out from under my meat, caught my eye. "Help her," she mouthed in a whisper, then returned to her work. Sabrina was half standing, trying to undo the buttons on her pants but her hands were shaking too much. I took a shuffling step closer to her. Diana followed beneath me. "Hey." I gasped softly to her. "Sabrina." She looked. Now I had the king of all hardons, but I told myself, all in good time, my man, all in good time. I truly believe it paid dividends later on.I took special time with her shoulders and butt, making her groan in pleasure as I rubbed her down. Finally, after close to thirty minutes of my hands exploring and pleasuring her entire body, I thought Grace was ready for me to finish her treatment.Needless to say, I was caught off guard when she rolled over. I thought she was presenting her pussy to me,. Then back in front. He stood close, reached out and lifted the heavy gold nose ring that hung from her septum, startlingly barbaric, testing the weigh, let it fall back down.She shivered. Her skin was covered with goose bumps. Hundreds of men had looked at her naked body in person, millions on computers; but this was different. Not sexual. Appraisal. A potential buyer looking at a horse or prize pig. ?Spread your legs.?He crouched, eyes level with her cunt, studied for a moment, then.