Or at least that I had been him.To him, everything was as it always was. "At least I didn't leave her a widow," I'd sighed with deepsorrow, thinking a...out my previous wife. But she was gone... along withmy previous life. Throughout the next year, I lived something of a nightmare. I wasnow a teenager, trapped under the dictates of my 'parents' and forcedto go through all of the trials of adolescence again, including theprison that is high school. And I had to bear the knowledge that Icouldn't. Even on the small video screen, Simon could see that Bobby had started to perspire.Bobby fidgeted in his chair. "But if this evidence does exist, I am in a position to pay handsomely for it."Simon was disappointed. He had thought that it would feel exhilarating to confront Bobby. Instead it made him feel dirty. Simon checked his watch."I figure that you've got about 15 minutes before the PG get there."Bobby voice turned to pleading. "I've got influential friends. People that will even the score. All the while saying 'I wanted to tell you but I didn't want you to leave, I'm inside of you now so let me finish.' I was in another world. This beautiful woman that had just been sucking and licking my body, rubbing her tits all over me was now sticking a good size penis up my butt. Not only that but she was still stroking my rigid cock with precision, keeping it hard and erect as she was screwing me in the ass with her dick. Tiffany slowly picked up the pace moving deeper and deeper in side. Thus you could see why it was not easy for us to keep our eyes on our tasks. We managed to work hard while each of us starred at each other’s crotches. None of us said anything but we knew each other was looking at the other’s bulge and wondering if it was hard, soft and what it might look like. Chores on a farm many times while we were unloading and bending made it easy to see the beginning lines of that interesting set of but cracks.Milking cows with Milker2000Chad and I just finished milking.