He knew he should help Jack and he wanted to, but he didn’t want to be sporting a huge hard-on in front of him.He stood by the door of the bedroom, ...queezing his hard cock over his shorts. He was trying to will it soft, but wasn’t having much luck.Whatcha doing there, Tom?" Mandy said as they walked into the bedroom from the bathroom."Nothing, just catching my breath before helping Jack," he said lamely."Uh huh," Mandy said and both of the girls giggled.Tom knew his situation would just get. He leaned over and kissed her as his hands went to her tits. He squeezed them as she undid his pants. They broke apart long enough to get undressed. She grabbed his dick as soon as it popped out of his boxers. She swallowed his nine inch cock with practiced grace. He slid back into the seat as she worked her mouth up and down the length of his dick. He held her by the hair as he fucked her face. She relaxed and let him enjoy himself. MIchael had noticed them on the back seat and had joined. Since Steve and I are like brothers he came to me one day and had a heart to heart about what was going on with them and needed some way to fix the problem before it got out of control and they parted ways. He loved her too much for that to happen so he asked me if I could help out with Cary. I asked him what I could do that would be of any help to her or them for that matter and he said that since knowing me for so long and Cary too thought a lot of me and also knowing that I was more than. "Gotta say 'please'," she told him."OK. You win. 'Please'." She gave him one and then put her had in the sack and pulled out a big bunch of carrots."I thought this might help with the bulls," she said as she handed them to me."Oughtta. Thanks, Weena."The crew went to the engine, pulled the train forward very slowly, and I hollered "OK!" It was that easy. The crew came over."Gonna use all 12?" one asked."I dunno. I thought we'd use 11 on the heifers and number 12 for them bulls," I gestured.