For convenience she lifted her saree and petticoatup to her knees with her knees clearly outside showing a little bit of herthighs also. I stood there...as if feeling tired of the play with her little son.She sitting in that position saw me and smiled at me and asked to me to take aglass of water from kitchen to drink.I slowly went into the kitchen and took the water glass anddrank slowly and all the time watching her cleavage and a little of her thighs.She looked very causal and asked me to help. She could see Liam in her mind as her fingers started to probe at her teenage cunt. She could see his eyes staring at her, undressing her mentally. She wanted him but didn’t know how to approach the older man. In the meantime, she would make do with masturbating over him. Her fingers gently probed her wet pussy, as her spare hand cupped her teenage breasts. She pinched her nipples and groaned, she loved masturbating and was doing it often since she discovered it the year before. She loved to. Frank said, “I don’t know if it will make her produce milk, but it sure will get her jumping a lot. Go ahead and try it.”John took the rod and checked it out in front of Rachel. Her eyes got really big as if to beg him not to use a cattle prod on her. But it didn’t work. He placed it against her naked ass and hit the switch. A shot of electricity went through her and all she could do was try to scream. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,” was all that came out of her gagged mouth. Her body jerked and spasmed. Wearing my sun glasses, I got a good look at the tree trimmer. He couldn’t tell, through my mirrored shades, whether I was looking right at him or not. He was a young man, about twenty-something, as far as I could tell. He was wearing a hard hat, so I couldn’t really tell very much about his hair. He had his shirt off, so I could certainly tell he was well built, and tanned as dark as a nut. As I was staring at him, he began sawing again. But He didn’t seem to be concen-.