For a week, he did not use me. The nights grew colder. Autumn is the busiest time for farmers. Harvest and culling pigs for market, slaughtering and b...tchering and smoking and pickling, and ensuring the house and other structures would withstand winter, those efforts consumed our waking hours.Perhaps it was merely exhaustion that sapped his lechery. A week after we shared a brief moment of joy, he forced me to my knees and took his pleasure from my mouth. He deprived my stomach of his seed, to. Most days he would make love to at least one of them, sometimes both and usually anally as they found this method easier to accommodate his huge girth which had seemed to grow in proportion as his body grew harder with the tough physical work he was doing on the cottage.One day they disappeared into the city and were away all day, returning at night with a hand held camcorder for him, then treated him to a mind blowing session of pregnant lesbian sex while he filmed every cock stiffening. Finally I took some. I still could not go to him, scared. What I did was call and ask if he could stop by to remove a limb from my roof. Actually a twig I tossed there. He said he could come at a time that afternoon, when he knew my husband was at work. I "forgot" he was coming and was only in my robe when he showed. He took all of 2 minutes and removed the limb/twig. When he came in I said, and this was actually my own line, thanks for coming and doing that for me otherwise I may have had to. "Hey, give that back!" she demanded."In a minute," I said, as I transferred the card to my other hand. I slid my right hand along her side, tickling down her body and rested it again on her ass.Laughing, she shouted, "Stop it! Let me go!" No fucking way."Kissing her had got me so horny, and looking down at the gorgeous little bitch bent over my lap it was almost impossible to refrain from pulling my dick out and shoving it in her mouth.I continued spanking her, counting as I went and.