We all hooted out a big country style laugh, and George escorted Clare and I to the barn. As we got through the door, he pointed out the lantern, but ...autioned us to be carefulbecause of the hay, we assured him that we would, and I left to bring the Harley insidein case it rained during the night. I propped it up on the kickstand just inside the doorand George went to check it out before retiring to the house. Clare and I were alone,and had the cover of a building around us, we gazed at each. She whimpered as I stroked through her curls and caressed the hot silk of her labia. My fingers danced up and down her silt, her juices coating my digits. I parted her petals, caressing her, making her moan about my nub.“Pater’s cock, that is hot,” Sven groaned, kneeling nearby, stroking his dick.Inspired by the sloppy sounds Aingeal made as she blew Ealaín, I pursed my lips and arched my eyebrows at my husband. My husband! Another giddy thrill, half-propelled by Zanyia’s exploring tongue, shot. Carney are you in there"? I recognized the voice; it was George, sweet handsome George! I asked him to hold on a moment. Suzie was scared, she didn't want to get caught and lose her job. In my heart I knew George was just too sweet of a guy to to get an employee, like her, fired. I told her to just calm down and relax and gave her my husbands robe to put on. I slipped my own robe on and opened the door.I don't think shock would quite describe George's face as he looked into the room, his eyes. Every word spoken in a normal voice in that room can be heard in mine.Then the bed creakings resumed. I couldn't help it, I went to the point on the wall where the sound was loudest. Nothing was clear for a couple of minutes. Then Jeanette started speaking softly. "Yes, love. Please. Right there."I was still in my nightie and already damp from the reading. I brushed my nipples where they were poking out the cloth. I tried not to picture the couple. Then I tried to picture them. Sex ed classes.