He looked muscular ... hairy ... beastly. But she knew he had a heart that wasn’t like that at all. She climbed the fence gingerly, worrying about s...linters, and stepped onto the tin roof of the well house. She could see the bottom of the tank, which held about four feet of water.She jumped.Her whole body spasmed when the deluge of cold water enveloped it. All she could think of was getting her feet on the bottom to try to stand up. When she did, her yell startled the cows, which moved away. She came in 69. She started licking my dick and I started licking her pussy. In 5 minutes we were ready to make love. She came on missionary position. I was on. Her we were smooching. And I started teasing her by rubbing my dick on her pussy hole. She begged me to insert. But I kept teasing she held me tight and guided my dick in her hole. I pushed it hard and it went half way through. She cried in pain and I stopped. She looked into my eyes and pulled me near her face and kissed me. I’ll tend to a few more bits of business, and be right behind you.” “Yes Sir,” she agreed readily. She leaned in to kiss him, unable to hide the depth of her hunger when she tasted his lips. His mouth tasted of summer in the Dale, clear bright days with sunlight glinting off the ice capped mountains ringing their homeland. He tasted of kindness and crushing strength, fresh, cold springs and mountain pines. He smelled of oiled leather and gleaming metal, armor and swords and war and blotted ink. She loved oral sex before bathing. Her breasts glistened as they jiggled. She upped the pace and pressure and smiled down at Lucy’s mewling for oxygen.Up, down, up, down; like she was competing in a dressage event.Alice was proud of her own body. A rigorous exercise regime and sensible diet kept her in shape; flat tummy, trim butt, taut skin. Nevertheless, she had fulsome tits, round and heavy, that packed a D cup. Both women and men loved them.Lucy had smaller handfuls. Not poached-egg-flat,.