It was great, please, come in." Michael walked in. Chelsea grabbed a couple of glasses from the kitchen area and poured the wine. They sat on the couc... and continued to chat. About an hour into talking, and two glasses of wine each, Michael leaned in and kissed Chelsea.He pulled back and said, "I'm sorry."Chelsea shook her head and said, "Don't be," and leaned in to kiss him again. Their kiss, so filled with passion, love. Michael pulled her onto him, his hands wandered up Chelsea's shirt. Her. If the foreman thought they were taking too many breaks, he just told them not to return the next day. Berries had to be picked on time or else they'd rot too soon on the grocer's shelf. A farmer needed good pickers to make a profit.She'd smiled brightly when she saw him looking at her. Her eyes squinted tight as her lips spread in a broad grin. "Hi," she said. "I'm Mariko, what's your name?" He told her and they spoke a while as they stood in the line. In spite of her juvenile appearance, she. " What do you mean? What's happened to... ?" She stopped for a moment and then called over her shoulder, "Allison!"I was surprised to see Allison suddenly appear behind her, "What?" she paused. "Wow! I didn't know you could do that." Do what?" Easy asked. "All I did was call you. You came on your own. Something's happened, Jimmy called me, brought me to him, said he knew what was happening to him. I think I know what he's talking about but you are his most trusted advisor. So I think whatever. I smiled as I watched her eyes roll back in her head. She cried out, a cry of pure lust, and she tried to turn her head again. She was dying to see who's fucking her.I held her head in place and pulled her lips back to my pussy. She's doing a great job. But I'm ready to attack one of the remaining three hard cocks waiting to take advantage of what is probably a once in a lifetime opportunity for them. First, though, I want her to experience an anonymous fuck. She may never have another.