Once we got up to my room, she laughed wickedly. I was holding the steam cleaner and some spray bottles.“You did very well, Matt!” She patted me o... the head in the same fashion she had Charity, but she didn’t seem supportive at all.“I did what you asked! You said that you wouldn’t tell Dad what I did last night, but you made me lie to him!!” I seethed with anger.“Tut-tut!” Lindsay wagged her finger in my face and shushed me. “I want you to call me Ma’am or Miss Lindsay!” she looked overjoyed.My. This was a really big privilege where I grew up and a sign that he both respected and trusted me. Not too many people around like other people on their land, let alone a teenage boy.Over time I decided to take him up on his advice and walked out through the spots he had recommended. John wasn’t wrong, they were stunning. My favorite was about an hour from my house. It was a beautiful spot with a little grass-covered opening, about fifty feet wide and a small pond at the edge. The pond was only. Then my vision was blotted out as his big, low hanging testicles dragged from my forehead to my eyes.As his cock continued its journey into my wife, I was now looking at his ass and felt his balls on my still active tongue. When his cock entered Cathie, she just moaned, "Oh...so big!"Otto worked that big hunk of manmeat into my wife's body, dragging his balls over my face. At times I was licking my wife's clit, Otto's balls, and occasionally his cock shaft. Early on my wife shook with a small. Larry found a parking place, stopped the van, and turned off the engine. Kim and Larry moved to the back of the van with Greg and me. Larry lit a joint and began passing it around. Greg took four bottles of beer from a cooler, giving each of us one.Kim and Larry began kissing. I watched for a moment, but turned my attention to Greg when he kissed my neck. The four of us sprawled out in the back of the van and made out for the next half hour.Taking a break, Larry sparked another joint. We passed.