I grind and grind. Then I pull her hair to the side and kiss her long neck. Karin purrs as I lick her neck and bite her shoulders. “Pull my hair.�... She moans. “Pull my hair.” I grab her long, brown hair and pull. Her neck arches back as I lean up and begin to pound her hard from behind. Her moans turn to screams. Karin begins to pound the pillow with her fist. “Fuck. Fuck!” She scream. Dammit. My dick is about to explode. I stop and turn her over. I pull out and hold my dick. Karin leans over. It was four p.m. and Timmy had started preparing our dinner for that evening. Timmy was my height, five-foot-ten tall, but slightly slimmer. He had curly black hair and a face like a cherub. Timmy cooked and kept house for the all the men on the farm. He was nineteen-years-old and had been with grandpa for about a year. Isaac and I sat around chatting for the next hour while Timmy attended to his duties. As Isaac puffed on his cigar and drank his beer, I was told that I would be allowed one. It was Sunday and I happened to see my sister and brother in law Dale in the apartment parking lot. He was working on his pickup truck. Actually, he was drinking beer and bullshitting with a couple of his buddies but he did have his mechanic tools out. “Welcome, Eric,” said Dale, “sit down and have a beer. What’s up?” I ignored his offer on the beer.“I didn’t have anything else to do so I thought I’d drop by. How ya doin’, Vanessa?”Vanessa gave me a small wave back and said, “I’m doin’ fine. We. Now her large breasts her naked for her son to see.Steve's eyes bugged out of his head as he saw his mom's tits naked and there for his pleasure. Helen took her son's hands and placed them on her generous sized breasts. Here was the objects of countless dreams finally a reality and she was offering her breasts to him!!"Holy shit!!" Steve blurted out. Helen smiled and leaned over her son so that her breasts brushed against his chest. She placed her hands on his and showed Steve how to massage.