The posts of the barbed wire fence were wood tree limbs cut to size. The barbed wire was held on with staples or as Benny called them, u nails. The fe...ce might seem weak, but the posts were actually pretty solid. That was how barbed wire fences had been built, ever since barbed wire had been introduced. It didn’t matter, there weren’t any cattle on the place.They drove up the dirt road towards the tree line. The road went through the tree line leading to a smaller open field. There was a second. She called me towards reaction place as if she is going to guide me and even I went thinking the same but she caught my right hand and placed it on her butt. I was really surprised. She was acting as if she is explaining me something. I was in heaven and enjoying it and then I slowly moved my hand all over her bums and started pressing them when I was massaging her bums she was closed her eyes and enjoying it. Now she changed her position so that this time my left hand got the opportunity to. Still extremely nervous Paul opted to go and make some drinks. As he passed the living room he could hear his name being said numerous times followed by lots of female laughter which added to his nerves. Paul lingered in the kitchen for around 20 minutes before a long legged brunette lady in her mid 50's entered also wearing a dressing gown. She introduced herself as Rachel, one of his stepmums friends and said that they were all ready for him to enter the living room and also if he had done. SLURP, SLURP, SLURP!Ms. Gere was drenched in my saliva, and Maximus was drenched with Ms. Gere's saliva. Ms. Gere began to enjoy smothering my face with her ass, and tightly forced herself onto my tongue. It was at that moment that I felt the first drip of the candle onto my ball sac. I yelled into her cavern as I slurped it up."Feel that hot cum on your balls, boy? You're a little cum lover, aren't you?" the Mistress queried."Answer me!"I answered "yes," but my sound was muffled by Ms. Gere's.