Os meus Patrões, eram excelentes, a empresa hoje já não existe fruto da crise, e emigraram para o Canadá, mas na altura existia muito trabalho, po...s era o florescer da construção civil, obras publicas etc, tudo a aproveitar os fundos comunitários, havia muita gente a trabalhar na empresa logo muitas encomendas, muita actividade. A minha Patroa de nome Luísa, era uma bela Cavalona, apesar de ja estar nos seus 36/37 anos de idade, os meus colegas de trabalho, principalmente os rebarbados. She had on a white strapless dress with a waist tie that contrasted beautifully with her tanned skin."I'm sure you do, Sierra, you're becoming a very pretty young woman," I managed to get out."Here's what I really look like, Rob," she said as she slid open the tie around her waist and pulled the dress up over her head and shook out her hair, standing there delightfully naked. "Now, maybe you'll stay. Mom'll be home later, until then I can keep you company. She said I could." Sierra, look,. ." She looked atGreg in confusion. Then he looked at his hands and patted his pocket."Where's the smaller one?" Greg demanded. It had been in his hands. Heremembered having it as he walked through the barn. He rushed back to thebarn, set off balance by a sudden burst of wind. Lightning cracked in thedistance."Uh, oh," Mr. Hayes called out. "Looks like tornado weather. Y'all bettercome inside!" Not until I find my horse!" Greg called out, rushing to the barn. Hismom called after him and followed. "Ok, you are pretty big, but are you really as skilled as they say?" Ryan knelt between her legs. He placed his mouth against the wet spot on her panties and began sucking. Jackie made some pleased noises and then offered her critique, "Really? Through my panties? Seriously? Still?" Ryan growled and yanked her panties off, flinging them across the room. A perfectly shaved pussy with pink swollen lips throbbed in front of him. He didnt need any more prompting, he placed his tongue flat.