Specifically, my cock, tiny from having cum earlier. I may or may not have mentioned that, while erect, I’m average sized, but flaccid I’m quite p...thetically small. He got up and came over to me.“Hey, girls, come see how puny this dudes cock is! I feel bad for that bitch to have to be screwed by this wussy thing. He is basically a girl with it, perhaps she is a dyke.” he said, pointing and laughing. Heather, who was standing over with Jess and Sandra, looked in our direction and frowned. She had one hand behind her - perhaps moving into his pants - and his hands came lower down her body, pulling the dress up a little to expose her pussy. I could almost make out her wetness in the dark as his fingers grazed over her clit, pushing her lips apart a little, rubbing up and down her before slipping a finger inside. She gasped almost audibly, and began alternately bucking her hips into his finger and grinding against his cock with her ass. Soon enough he had another finger inside her,. Esther withdrew her fingers from her friend’s sucking quim with a slurp and sucked them into her mouth as her other hand was busy squeezing Cindy’s tits. Cindy, meanwhile, had her own hand between her legs again, using her fingers to spread her hot lips and exposing her inner pink to the public. The darling girl added some spice by visibly squeezing the muscles in her fuckbox, the opening to her cunt tunnel contracting as Esther had removed her fingers from her mouth and slid them into Cindy’s. The perimeter on all four sides had been milking stalls, where the cows stuck their heads between a couple of vertical posts. Somebody else came by and locked them in so they could be milked while they fed on alfalfa. The center part was well over forty feet high. This was the area that had normally been filled with hay bales. Bales were tossed down each day and broken so the cows could eat. Through the winter, the pile of bales would diminish until they were gone by spring.The barn had not.