”That answer surprised me, coming from such a conservative appearing woman, so I asked for an explanation. She replied that she had little cash inco...e, mostly from renting out much of her land. In order to keep the rest running, she was trading sex for help with the bigger tasks she couldn’t do herself. There were a number of “helpers” from teen age to mid-fifty’s that “came” on a pretty regular schedule each week. Most were single but the older man’s wife didn’t like sex so had given them her. When they both got to the kitchen, Mum was putting chopped up carrots in a bag."Come on" she said nicely, "We are going to give woofles his walk and feed the horses,"They both got ready while their mum got the dog lead.Woofles was very excited because he liked to go for walks.Fay was excited because she loved horses.Mum had to tell woofles off for being too noisy.Woofles had a great walk, and ran around lots.When they got to the horse field they put Woofles back on his lead.He was on his lead. He pulled his face in between my round exposed boobs. Soon I felt his tongue licking my hardened nipples and his lips sucking on my tits. My face was pointing to the ceiling and I could feel the wild sensation this black man was giving to me.I finally relaxed my body and gave over to him.I raised my arms and braced my hands over the headboard and I felt him whispering in my ear that he would love to suck my wet cunt.Then he crawled down my naked skin, skimming his lips down my body.I felt a. Gasping for air I tried desperately to stifle my cries as I exploded into a head shaking, mind-numbing vortex, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst out of my chest.In a daze of post-orgasmic bliss; I lay there, limp, flushed with arousal, unable to believe how easily I’d come.I was still glowing as the masseurs left, but couldn’t wait to tell Jack everything.“I heard you. It was torture,” he said. “It took all of my will not to get hard in front of my masseur.”Pulling me close, he.