Er... that is to say, I hope we have some lovely baps with this jolly old luncheon, what? I do so like some nice buns.”“Ah yes.” was the woman's...confused reply.Seeking to make small-talk, Ivan continued “Er, I say – shall have to have a word with old Camshaft, that plant there,” he indicated the plant pot adjacent to the woman “looks rather wilted, doesn't it?”Suddenly, a figure pushed past them. Dressed all in black except for a shiny, sparkly, glittering silver cowboy hat and brown wraparound. She sat herself down on a rock, and started tugging at her boot laces, grinning up at me in such an evil way, it stopped me in my tracks. I could see her panties again, but I didn't even blink. I knew she'd be bare-ass in about minute.I watched her, she watched me. Anybody coming up on us woulda thought we'd been eating loco weed from the silly looks on our faces.Jeannie stuffed socks into her boots and stood up. She pulled her dress up over her head and off in one quick pull."You gonna get. For Casey they look like they were purposefully stacked to act sort of like a sofa, though he can see no clear evidence they have ever been moved there. Jessie sits down, sideways, facing the man.Casey takes a seat and marvels at how casual the horse is, how much their similarities are and yet so different from each other. “So what exactly do we want to enjoy?” he asks timidly.Jessie smiles at the man. “I guess it is only right that you know what we’re going to get into.”Casey’s heart stops and. She knelt up and kissed the tip of my cock, with her curly hair cascading over it. I reached out and rubbed her rock hard nipples.Before I knew what was happening, she lowered her head down, engulfing again my cock with her mouth. She almost gagged on it.I kept groping her round boos and pinching her hard nipples.I could not believe she was performing that show in front of our guests; but I was not dreaming. The itch on my cockhead told me that the whole sucking action was going on for real…I.