Leaving me at home alone to clean the house, and do the chores I had to do every day. Feed the chickens, gather eggs, milk the goat, That was our only...milk supply we had. Which I had gotten done very early in the morning and finally had the house cleaned.I decided i’d go and skinny dip in the water trough that was fed by our windmill and underground water supply. I threw my pants and tshirt over one of the windmill pipes and got in and splashed around and enjoyed the somewhat cool water. His dick was poking through his trousers and I greedily touched it to feel it for myself. He caught me looking at it, and stared me down, smiling. He knew from the start how naughty I was, and he loved that about me. He aggressively pulled my toned legs towards him and wrapped them around his waist. Impatient, I started to unbuckle his belt and unbutton and unzip his trousers. As much as I loved the shirt, it came off too. I was now one layer closer to him as I lay down, but he was still. Aur mein soch raha tha ki use kya ye sab acha lag raha hai, ya lagne laga hai ? Shayad acha lagne laga tha, par ye theek nahin. Acha lagne lage to karvane mein maza nahin. To ab isse thoda jyada karvana chahiye. Ab tak ghar ke char diwari mein maze le raha tha, ab ghar ke bahar bhi loonga. Usko bhi tayar hone ko bola.Tayar ho kar ayi, usko leke apne car mein baitha aur nikal pada. Maine wo bra ke machine wale remote jeb mein rakh liya tha. Car mein wo jab mere bagal mein baithi, to uski pantie. Then Harry comes to his senses and as driven by some unknown force he stops and asks “what about Michael?” “Michael can go bugger himself for all I care, he's an arse anyways.” exclaims Ginny as she starts to kiss Harry again. Harry's hands slowly drift down her back until at last they come to rest on her bum. With that touch ginny jumps up, and moves to the bed whilst taking off her shirt. Harry, quickly following suit, strips then continues to snog Ginny relentlessly. Harry then works his way.