She would suck my cock about 3-4 nights a week, and I loved every minute of it. The times she wouldn't suck me off left me wanting it really bad. O...e day, I came home from work tired and horney. Our room-mates were out, my wife was at school, and I knew she was heading to work straight after class. I went into my room-mates bedroom looking for some panties i could use for a quick jerk off. Score! Thongs! Double score! I went into my bedroom and jumped into bed with panties in hand and hard. He watched as she assumed the waiting position he had shown her, her upper body lying inside the henhouse, her hips outside and her legs forced wide apart by the ladder that led up to the entry hole. He could almost hear her gasp of surprise when she found the new addition he had thought up: Two holes in the henhouse floor that made her heavy tits hang down through the floor. From where he was sitting he could see her settle down in the uncomfortable position, could see her pussy glistening. I then felt her hand start to massage my cock. I nearly ran off the road. I looked at her to say something, But she showed me her phone. Kat texted, “He is all yours Sis. His cock should be ready to be sucked.” I almost ran off the road. I could not believe what my wife just said. Without hesitation, Nichole already had unzipped my pants and had my cock out and at full attention. She wasted no to inhaling it all the way to my balls. “Whoa. I almost exploded just from that!,” I yelled.“You. ”Thankfully, Rachael didn’t demonstrate the same eclectic enthusiasm with fresh vegetables or meats. I managed to add several meals while she meandered into the frozen dessert section.The rear of the Ford’s cab was loaded when we headed home. Rachael helped bring the bags in, then disappeared. As I unpacked, I heard the roar of the ATV. Curious, I followed the sound to the front courtyard. Rachael was driving circles around the pickup, dust and gravel flying in a billowing cloud.Despite yelling.