He moved quickly, undoing his pants and letting them drop, and as I watched, he started to wank himself, as I continued peeing.I looked around to see ...e were still out of sight from everyone else, and when I looked back at him, he waved to me, as if looking for acknowledgement to what he was doing, I waved back to him, don't ask why I did it, he caught me, so I watched him.When I finished I stood up, pulled my shorts up and retrieved a tissue to wipe myself, and as I did so, he was wanking. It was a fairly typical farmhouse, one story and a half, weatherboard with a porch out front facing south and a stone chimney that was putting out a steady stream of wood smoke. Behind the house stood a tired looking shed, a corn crib and a fair-sized bank barn. Two dark oxen and a few sheep grazed in the front field near a tumbled hay rick.Beall rode to the small back porch that sheltered a pile of split cord wood. He dismounted and led his mare down to the barn where he heard voices. Log. Then I applied some oil on ma dick then I inserted it into her pussy, after some hard push it went into her pussy and she shouted and cried. The blood flowed out from her pussy, then I kept calm for sometime and started to smooch her to get into the mood.After 5 mins of hard smooching she told me baby I cant wait anymore, lets get into the action baby, fuck me hard .. Tear my pussy apart.After hearing those words I started to fuck her, initially, I fucked her slowly and then after some time she. “Please, give me more!” Sarah cried softly, her ass writhing invitingly. “I want more and more cock! Please, both of you, fuck me again!”It seemed as if she had lain across the kitchen table for hours, fucking her son and nephew.There was a dull ache in her pussy, and the hairy lips felt a bit bruised, puffy. They were bruised from being beaten by two cocks, the friction making the delicate inner tissues feel raw.But Sarah still wanted more.She didn’t know why, but she was insatiable. She came.