Work a normal day, not the extended days you’ve been working the last three or four weeks.”In the end, it took a combination of me, Tom, Anna, and...Yolanda harassing and nagging him to get him to slow down. He finished surveying the new Camino Real road, and was about three-quarters of the way done with the wagon trail when the rains started. Now that we had the bridge in place, even the rains didn’t hold him up much. He finished the quarry wagon trail well before the end of August.Meanwhile,. My panties are wet for you, Sir,” Marie managed to say, in a cross between a whisper and a groan. He walked away. This time, though, Marie knew he would return, and he did. He stopped in front of her. “Have you ever seen these before?” He held up the short chain with the nipple clamps at either end. She hadn’t, but she could guess what they were for. She recalled the pain of the binder clips on her nipples the night before and shivered. “No, Sir,” she whispered. “What do you think. "Thank you for sharing that with me." Then she placed a kiss on my lips that scorched the paint on the Ranchero."Thank you", I replied and kissed her right back. We kept kissing while another plane roared over-head. I put my hand on her ass and pulled her to me. As my hand caressed her my other hand cupped her full breast. Barbra lifted her leg and straddled me as I covered her mouth and neck with kisses. I slid my hand under her sweater and stroked her nipples under my fingers. Each. After a brief pause to let Tom finish adapting, Fred began a slow steady stroking of his friend’s ass. Fred punctuated his fucking with occasional remarks about how good it felt and how tight Tom’s ass was. Tom for his part was moaning and shaking his head back and forth, also talking about how good it felt to have Fred’s cock buried inside him. As they went at it, Fred slowly increased the speed of his strokes. Tom managed to gasp out that Fred felt extra hard today. “You must be thinking.