"I want you up at the chicken coop," said Harry briskly. Feedthem their grain and let them out into the run. You know where thegrain's kept, don't you..."Burt gaped stupidly at the older man for a moment, his mouth hanging openthen realized with a great deal of regret that he did know. Because thereal Burt had known. He had a memory of fetching the grain sacks before -something only the original Burt would have done - and again the memorywasn't a struggle to find; it just slid up into his. Supporting herself on the arm rests that were built in for that very reason. I would hold her hips and fuck her until she would cum all over my cock, usually before I had a chance to blow my load. This I would hold in and if my rcock began to strain too much under the pressure of the lack of ejaculation, I would either find a customer interested in taking my seed or get sucked off by a co worker in our downtime when there were no customers requiring my services. I also had a friend. I cried out that I was going to cum and to let me out. She moaned and told me to cum in her! There was no holding back at this point.I grunted loudly as my orgasm hit me hard. I felt my cock erupt deep in Nat's tight pussy and she hugged me hard and was shaking. She reached another climax when she felt me cuming in her. She was so turned on that she dug her nails into my back as I thrust into her again and again. It was like my orgasm was never going to end. As all good things, it had to end.. I watched as he pulled her panties off and roughly stuck two fingers up her wet hole. “Do it you dirty fucker, rub my clit!!” Karen spat the words out as she started to undo her blouse. My god, my cock was fit to burst watching this and I didn’t feel jealous at all, just proud that my wife could get another man going just like me. Just then the office phone rang and it seemed to bring them back to reality. “Come round my house later” Karen said, “Make up some excuse” with that she pulled her.