Soon they were finished, returned the curry comb to the tack room and left. Greg chuckled to himself.Ah, he remembered those days of heady youth. The ...ush of hormones, the feeling of getting away with something.Leaving the barn, he went the 30 feet to the old root cellar that had been here when they bought the land. Opening the doors, he went into the old tunnel and turned on the light.It had been built into the side of a hill. The last people had used it as a root cellar but he was unsure of. I jammed my cock deep into the back of her throat, fucking her mouth so fiercely, that I surprised myself. I produced a truckload of young cum, and I delighted in watching her throat attempt to gulp it all down. Finally, I collapsed to the floor, and I listened as Harry and Rachel raced down climax highway together.The silence lasted for several minutes, and our three spent bodies were sprawled on the floor chaotically, as everyone concentrated on restoring our natural breathing. Rachel sat. "No sweetie, watch Sarah." She felt the words more than heard them, pressed against his chest as she was. Gentle fingers against her chin and turned her eyes back on to watch.Sarah's tongue traced up her slit. Samira jerked in his arms and the tip suddenly dipped inside, going right to her clit and making her cry out. Sarah brushed gently against it, taking her by the hips and pressing her further open. One long finger slipped inside and she writhed, barely noticing James sliding out from under. Next came the sweater, ripped over her head and off. Clad now only in panties and bra, she felt a huge and powerful hand grab and rip the bra from her."Hmmmm, silk panties. She must have known we'd want her tonight," Sarah's voice cackled from thin air.In the darkness, Lynette could feel the woman's body straddle her head and those repulsive labial lips once again position themselves on her mouth."No ... ubbbbb," she started but already the invisible spirit was humping her.She tried keeping her.