Clearly your orgasm is not far away, your passionate sounds helping to stir my own. Each time I bury my cock into your arse, my legs slap against your...cheeks, my hot balls swing freely beneath and against you. I fuck your arse harder and harder, both of us panting and groaning with pleasure, determined to come together. Your legs weaken and I hear the unmistakable groan of you orgasming, my cock working your arse, not missing a stroke. The feeling of your tight opening squeezing against my. After she just sat, with her eyes closed. She sat with her eyes closed for about 5 minutes, and i wondered if she was alright. Then, she snored lightly. She was asleep. on the potty! i carefully maneuvered out of the shower, and stood next to her. I pinched her ear, and nothing happened. I pocked her face, nothing. Then i shook her violently, still, nothing. My horny teenage mind instantly came into effect. I mover over, and squatted between her legs, and spread them open. I had a clear look. Is the oven too hot, too cold? Do we need wood, of course, we do. We always need firewood. Who’s getting fresh water, yadda, yadda, yadda. By the time dinner was served, these ladies knew they had done an excellent job. And I made sure they knew it.And I knew that Suzy had the boys equally busy. Mucking out stalls, putting down fresh straw, filling feed racks. Picking eggs, feeding the chickens. “quick, run see if Matt plans on chicken for dinner. No? Well, we’re a little short on fowl in the. ..wellI guess I was mistaken...oh dear Claire are you alright?" Ginger askedwith concern as Claire clenched in her seat. "Uh yeah....oh dear, timeof the month!" she cried out as she dashed to the bathroom, locking thedoor shut.Heh, suckers, Claire thought as she sat down on the toilet then faking acramp or two, then pulled out of her crotch her tampon caked withdiluted ketchup which she then promptly flushed down the toilet. Oi, thefull female experience can be burdensome at times, she thought..