With a groan, he shot a thick load against the back of her throat. She never missed a beat, just kept going up an down on him as his cock jerked spasm...dically in her mouth. She withdrew his cock from her mouth and rose to her feet.She took off her suit, then her blouse. He helped her off with the flimsy bra and took her breasts in his hand, rubbing the erect nipples against each other. She moaned, watching him as he knelt before her and undid her zipper, allowing her skirt to fall at her. I knew that for sure.By the end of our third harvest we had the kinks worked out. I was the one who bought technology, rather then hire more staff. I adhered to advice I got from someone back in my early years, 'machines don't eat, people eat'. It was true for whoever the person was and it was true for me.That would explain why I had a tiny hay bailer just outside the potting and grooming shed. We threw all the stalks and stems and other cuttings into it, and out came bales of crap for the tea. He pushes it in very deep and then orders me to turn around. When I lay on my back Ron grabs my arms and ties them to the bed. He then also ties my legs to the bed. So now I’m lying on the bed, arms and legs both spread and with a dildo deep in my ass. Ron seems to like this sight. He sits down near my face. He pushes his dick against my mouth.I am defenseless and I have no choice. I open my lips and let his cock slide down in my mouth. I taste his sweet precum, it is delicious. Ron starts. “Stacy, please expedite notification to all agencies and have a press release issued announcing that President Brownbock is the new Secretary of Agriculture.”Turning to Sam, I said, “Mr. Secretary, please take charge of the shooting and make sure everybody knows that you are in charge.”While flying to Kansas we were updated as information became available. Ten Muslim extremists walked into West Ridge Mall and randomly opened fire on shoppers. Mall Security and Topeka City Police were.