The rain is coming down in torrents. The bad thing about storms like we have been having for the past two weeks my job on the ranch is very boring. I ...ive 10 miles from the nearest town and go there about four times a year being the only time I am away from my work and home.The heavy rain is interrupted by a light knock on my door. I mute the video and look out the door glass to see a pretty petite, dark haired young woman standing on my screened in porch dripping wet from head to toe. I open. Then he nodded to the other men waiting to fuck her.Mr. Grey was nearly as old as Lord Whimsy, and he was eager to ravish the restrained beauty. His short, thick cock was soon sheathed in her cunt. He accompanied his rapid fucks into her pussy with loud grunts of sexual satisfaction. When he came, it was almost silently. Only when he withdrew his cock from her vulva did we see the new flow of white cream from between her inner labia.Mr. Brown was black, a muscular man of medium build with a. I stepped on her toes several times. Arpi stopped. She could not control her laughter, seeing me dance with awkward steps. She looked at Ali, who smiled broadly for the first time that evening.Arpi said, “Ali dances much better.” I went near Ali and pulled him up off the sofa and pushed him towards Arpi, who was waiting for me to return to resume dancing. Ali walked gingerly to Arpi and stretched his arms. Arpi went into his arms and they moved in rhythm with music. Ali swung around like an. It was bright and sunny, promising a hot afternoon.Sherri was their only daughter and he knew she was spoilt. She was an exceptional daughter, bright, confident, and beautiful.She'd had a succession of boyfriends since she had become a teenager. Some for only a week or two, and Martin knew she was sexually active. They had an open relationship and they talked about everything going on in their lives. He preferred it that way, even though he was a little afraid that she was growing up too.