We had a horse drawn sickle mower and a horse drawn baler.The baler was going to be a tremendous help. Even though I hated hauling hay it was very muc... more efficient than small bundles of cut grasses. One thing I didn't see was any sort of horse drawn combine, if there even ever had been such a thing.Of course there had and I could almost feel Rose about to say something. I was right again."Yes, we have a combine too, but it's hidden from you now behind the other stuff. It isn't horse drawn. Only then did he remember her name. Shelly, Aunt Phoebe's friend. The same stunning looker who sat right next to the lawyer type at the dinner the other night. Wow!"Ah there you are darling," Aunt Phoebe chirped excitedly as he emerged from the doorway. She held out her hand and took his, then she steered him toward Shelly. "Of course you know this hottie called Shelly don't you Damian?" she asked laughing.Damian blushed crimson, and then awkwardly extended his hand to shake hers. Shelly held. My legs were now splayed as he held myfeet beside my ears yet strangely I felt no pain. I knew that even mylittle butt hole was showing but I was rapidly going beyond caring. I feltthe bed sag and as I looked down between my silken loins I saw Jamesinching forward on his knees. He was muttering about how he was going tofuck the life out of me or maybe a life into me. I was beyond caringanymore. I felt the heat of his thighs and the wiry hairs nuzzle againstthe backs of my strained thighs as he. It was all I could do not to cum, but before that happened, she let it flop against my belly and slid up over it. I wondered if she was going to forget our limits and take it inside, but instead she lowered her wet pussy lips on it and started grinding me there, giving us both pleasure. Now it was my body that was convulsing, and I finally muttered, "I'm gonna cum." She dropped down and took my shaft in her mouth. Once again, wave after wave of my jism shot the back of her.