We walked back to the bedroom. The room looked out over open fields, no curtains barred us from looking out or anyone from looking in. We got on the b...d and resumed kissing. I slowly worked my cock against her, feeling the wet slit of her pussy with the tip of my cock. I gently pushed against her wet hole and I felt it just slip inside. Before long I had my cock buried completely in her pussy. We fucked slowly at first and then faster and harder. Our lips meet and tongues touched as our bodies. Stroke for fucking stroke!And I swear to god, Charlie, the little slut came before I did! She was bucking beneath me like a god damn rodeo bronco. And I was one cowboy that couldn’t last the ride. She bucked me off! I couldn’t keep my cock in her, the way she was twisting and turning as she came like a fucking machine gun. She was still squirming and writhing when I pulled the pillow case out of her mouth and jammed by swollen cock between her lips. And she clamped down on it, Charlie,. Came in real handy when we pulled bolls, or dug peanuts. We'd have anywheres from 15 or 20, to as high as 40 folks ta feed. We'd make gallon jars of tea, and gallons of coffee. By the time ever'body had et, there wouldn't be a single bite o' food left. Done us proud, ta see our food enjoyed, so much, by so many."Carl stood and raised his hands. "Pete would like to lead us in a prayer of thanksgiving, and grace, before we eat. Pete stood next to him, and watched as everybody bowed their heads in. " For a housemaid, Laura put my case extremely well until finally and reluctantly he agreed with the proviso that I was to continue with my school studies for the remaining three days of the week.The college work was pretty hard. Yes, I learned to drive the big machines but there was also a lot of theoretical work too. In a way I was fortunate to be at The Agnes Willishaw School because the staff seemed only too willing to help me with the work. Miss Sawtry was particularly helpful and taught.