White pieces of bark often fell onto the surface of the pond and sailed like little boats until they ended up stuck on the banks. There was a narrow ...ath beginning just past the barn. I guess the cattle had worn this route. We had to pass through a small field and a couple gates to reach the pond. Shelly and I had gotten a late start. It was probably past ten o’clock. We stopped at the barn along the way. I needed to find a shovel to dig for worms. The barn was a maze of rooms on. He looks at me sternly and says: did what I said? " Yes master" I answer and meanwhile I feel my pussy getting wetter.I see a bag in the back seat and know that he has brought some attributes.We drive to a remote place, park the car and he orders me to get out.The place is remote, but there is a picnic table."Slave" says my master, "turn your back to me, take off your coat and close your eyes"I turn around and feel that he is standing behind me, I feel that he is excited, his cock touches my. I had never felt a girl’s pussy before and was almost out of control as I pushed my hand into her underwear and felt her wet and hairy labia, as the intoxicating aroma of her pussy permeated my senses.She was still tonguing my ear when she whispered, “Oh fuck, Kevin, I’ve got to get a closer look at your cock.”Samantha slid down the couch, so she could lean over to my cock, and I shifted my position, so I could lay in the other direction. I was anxious to see my first pussy and soon found. I started to stroke my cock getting it more hard. She smiled at my big cock.I sat down next to her on the couch. She started to stroke my big cock. I looked at her huge juggs out of the corner of my eye as the machine made a loud noise. I looked down and she had filled the bottles about 1/3 off the way full. She got up off the couch and kicked off her panties and sweat pants. She then rubbed her pussy lips. She looked over her shoulder and guided my dick into her hot pussy. She grunted as half.