Most of the residence living here were either farmers or seniors. There was not much of social life here. There was another farmer originally from Ind...a, Dave lived with his son of my age about fifteen to twenty minutes drive from our farm. We used to meet every weekends alternately between at our place and theirs. I was very close to my dad and when mom was not around we had intimate fun together while having shower together. Time went fast, by the time I was twenty years old, I was fully. “No, but I am interested, I’ll look it up on the internet and read up on it”. Davina said. “Perhaps if you’re a good girl you might get a closer look, if Joanna doesn’t mind” Linda said looking at me. “Sweetheart it’s your body to do what you want”. I replied“Great let’s all go to bed, I’ve dreamed of a 3some, but never thought it would happen”. Linda said getting up. “Which way to the bedroom”?Davina led the way to her bedroom where Linda took control.“Take your skirt and panties off and lay. I was sitting on a short stool when she backed her little skinny, naked butt up to me.“Are you sure about this?”“Hell yes I am! Right now, I would take your dick in my pussy, knowing I’d never have titties like Mom’s. Put it in me and give me a good fucking. I feel like I’m in heat - and I’m here to be bred.”“Here comes your loaf of bread,” Sherry told her as she pushed my cock into her tiny pussy slit.“OH DAMN! You must have something else in my pussy! Damn, that hurts - but keep going now. She ended up making pancakes from a box mix, with crisp bacon on the side. She poured him a coffee and sat down to watch with a cup of tea in her hands.Grunting around the syrup-soaked forkful of pancakes he'd shoved in his mouth, he swallowed it with a swig of coffee. "I don't know how you can cook such good food and you can't even eat it." She just smiled in her tea."How come you don't drink coffee?" he asked the next time his mouth was clear."It doesn't taste right to me," she shrugged..