I only had to spend maybe an hour a night keeping things up to date in the books I kept for them.It was because of my contacts through taxes that I ha...pened upon what I thought was the perfect birthday present for Jill. Her birthday fell right in the middle of apple harvest, which made it hard to give her a special day. Harvest took all our resources and we still had tons - literally - of waste. I kept thinking I should do some research into marketing the apples further out than we were, but. When I put my nose against her hip her aroma, pungent and yet sweet, filled my nostrils. Sweat predominantly, yes, but there was just a trace element of her body lotion, the one she applied religiously, every time without fail, after her shower. She liked showers.The sharp tang of her mixed with the flavor of my cum. I’ve sampled myself and found it uninteresting. I admit that, but sometimes in a show of solidarity it’s the right thing to do.For now, I extended my hand to slide lightly over her. She was getting freer in her talk and expressions; more overtly confident in her sexuality. That was a big turn-on.Having been ‘sucked dry,’ temporarily at least, it was surely now only the polite thing to do to return the favour again. Considering that Hazel has a very long silky pink-red pussy, a sensitive prominent clit and a really wonderful taste inside her vaginal walls, all beneath a lustrous full dark bush, it was the kind of chore I’d tackle willingly any day of the week, or minute in. Heathyr lost track of what happened or how long it took. All she was aware of were phantom mouths sucking her boobs, another mouth licking and tongue-fucking her pussy while a fourth mouth was thrusting it’s invisible tongue deep into her ass.Soon, she was gasping and moaning loudly as a powerful orgasm washed over her. Heathyr’s cries mingled with Elise’s as the brunette came from her phantom lovers.As the aftershocks wore down, Heathyr felt someone kiss her passionately. Soft lips and a.