He dresses me in sweat pants and a baggy sweatshirt with no other top. ”Go make the boys breakfast. I’ll be down soon”. He heads towards the s...ower. “Can I wash my face?” I ask. “No” is all he says. Then he uses the remote to turn on the vibrator and closes the door. I try to maintain some normalcy as I fix the boys breakfast and get my middle guy ready for his game. I use Paper towels to try and soak up the pussy juice that runs down my leg. Thankfully my boys are loud so do not hear the. The only things he took out were a sheer almost see through blouse and a short mini-skirt and a pair of sandals. The rest of the clothes he stacked in a pile and doused it with lighter fluid. He set the pile of clothes on fire and stood back watching Karen’s face as she watched in horror as everything she had brought went up in flames. She sat there stunned as she watched her clothes burn. Darrell turned to her and said, “You are going to stay naked the way you are until I say otherwise. . She stuck out her rotund booty and offered it to him.Chiram moved closer to his boss and nibbled on her neck as he worked his dick inside her pussy. It was tight and hot.“Fuck me, Chiram! Take this pussy,” she whined.“Yeah, sexy! Take this Israeli cock, bitch,” Chiram barked.“Oh it feels so good,” the older tranny shared.“I love fucking your sexy Black ass, baby!”“Take it, daddy! Give it to me!”“Oh shit, girl! This tranny pussy is amazing!”“Oh, yes, sexy! Pound this tranny ass!”“I love it,. I did what I did on the farm because we each had chores to do and I did what was expected of me. I'm not the rebellious type, I never have been and I always did what I was supposed to do." Unlike my brothers, I never saw the farm as a permanent way of life for me. I realized, early on, if I stayed on our farm it would mean staying single. Once I married I'd be expected to move with my husband onto a farm of our own. Neither of those two options appealed to me. I was never drawn to the kids on.