Ever so slowly, he started to push his cock against her tight ass. It didn't want to give at first, but since she was still asleep and totally relaxed... it did finally give way and suddenly he was inside of her two inches. He froze, watching her face carefully to make sure she wouldn't wake up. She must have really been exhausted from last night, and no surprise since she had blown him for a good hour nonstop.Thinking about his sister sucking his dick stoked his fire, and he thrust more into her. He’d done a good job. He was tired and happy. He went into the barn to wash up. After that, he would fix himself some lunch and relax for a bit until it was time for afternoon milking.Cal found that his back was sunburned as he put his shirt back on after washing up in the barn. It hurt, but it was worth it. He was about to go up to the house and fix some lunch, maybe have a beer. He stopped and wondered if he should ask his brother if he wanted him to fix some for him, too. Cal couldn’t find. And, oh yeah, we'll put it in plastic bags, so it won't melt all over, too." With that 'save' his smugness returned. He could do this job as good as that phony bastard."Well, look. I'm sorry you two had to miss the celebration upstairs. To make up for it, I saved two bottles of the best champagne for you. Besides," he kicked at the largest lump on the cart, "it's his Anniversary next week, just about the time you get down there. It would be a shame not to toast to his good health, right?" He. She didn't want todisturb Ben from his cute slumber. Chelsea looked to the massive mirrorthat stretched from wall to wall. Her brunette hair hung loosely in abun atop her head. A few strands of hair framed her high cheekbones andhighlighted her piercing emerald eyes. Her bountiful DD breasts bouncedwith every twist and turn as she approached the toilet. As she sashayedher wide hips, her toned buttocks shook sending small shockwaves downher toned legs. As Chelsea stood over the toilet seat, she.