The pang of desire I felt, though, assured me that this was no dream. Olive's lips moved to my neck, kissing and sucking lightly, and she proceeded to...remove my shirt with a great deal of urgency while she fondled my flat, muscleless torso. Two of my fingers slipped into her waistband to feel the fabric of her underwear. She pushed me back to lean against the countertop and flashed me a mischievous grin as she unbuckled my belt. I was quickly becoming aroused by the forceful way she was taking. Connie smiled mischievously. "If I didn't know better I'd say you just got laid." Yeah, I did," Devlin said. "An hour ago I was naked on the bed while we ravished each other's bodies having pig-ugly sex." An hour before Danny had been filling her with his cock. She'd been trying to pull him deeper inside her, trying to get him to touch those spots that would send her out of her mind. She'd succeeded, too, but she couldn't tell these girls that."Pig ugly sex?" Rebecca asked as the others. The corn was up, as high as a man’s chest. Some of it might have been higher. The buckwheat in a few of the fields was still green, but some of it seemed to be acquiring a yellow tint. The rest of the fields were in hay and was between the second and third cutting. So, perhaps his rain comment was pro-forma; all seemed well, rain or not.He turned his thoughts to the task at hand. He’d worked with Edwin—or more correct, Ed—the day before in the barn and it was good. Ed seemed a bit on the quiet. I never said a word as I watched the look on her face. Tina clenched her muscles in her groin. I could feel her respond to my fingering. She bit her lower lip. She eventually held my hand and removed it from the coat. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Nothing,” she replied, “that bloke is watching us. He has been since we sat here.” I could see he was opposite where we were sitting. “Open your legs,” I told Tina. She looked at me as if I had said something stupid. “Open them…now!” I insisted. She.