None of us were sorry as the last box of carrots came up the conveyor belt, and the foreman soon announced that we were finished for the day. My hands...were stained green from the pods, and my fingernails were full of mushy vegetation; the others were no different. Sian bemoaned her wrinkled fingers from having them wet for hours, and promised herself a good application of hand lotion before bed.Still wearing our coveralls, we had a cuppa and a slice of toast for supper, all crowded into the. The last girl and guy on the floor are given the keys to their private guest bedroom with complimentary champagne. I was extremely nervous at first and also was wondering if my wife joined this part of the party. Or what she would think if she found out I joined. The music started and my heart was pounding the girls walked around some sexier than others. After 15 seconds the music stopped. One of the ladies landed on my lap and her ass was directly on my dick. While they were removing one of. "Ooo that gives me an idea! vonya, I want you to feed blossom from your mouth.Here take some more, melt it in your mouth then kiss it to blossom." Ooo yeah!!" my wife concurs.Now we are kissing with our tongues swimming in sweetness, delighting in thechocolates milky texture, sweet taste and pure sensuousness of our act. I'm inchastity so I have no choice, but my stepson is beginning again to stiffen.We're like sissy cats in heat."Blossom, on your knees and elbows." My wife commands. Blossom. I also noticed that my hand was touching her nipple, and it was completely erect. Begging to be touched. So, I gently traced my finger around her areola slowly moving towards the center, then gently squeezing her nipple. Her only reaction was to push her rear towards my crotch and gyrate her hips. This time I didn't hesitate. I slid my shorts off and moved myself back spooning up against her. My cock came to rest right next to her slit, which was already dripping wet. It took next to no.