I was regaining my breath as she looked up at me, cum was clearly visible on her forehead and hair, she looked quite cute but her expression told a di...ferent story.She didn’t look happy with her face covered in cum but it was her fault for pulling away,“Sir, I sorry I made mess” she said looking apologetically as she wiped some cum from her eyes, I had to chuckle as my cock started to go limp.“Mmm sir you have nice cock sir” she said as she looked at it’s placid state. I stood closer so she. My friend has been drinking a little too much. The conversation between she and Mike become very sexual. My friend starts to get turned on from the conversation. She cracks the window to let the summer wind blow inside. The wind feels like a soft caress against her body. She begins to lift her dress up around her thighs.While Mike talked about the things that turns him on in bed. How he would love to have a threesum on day. If I would ever go for that. Now my friends fingers find their way to. ’ He nibbled along the crease of the joint. ‘No? You wouldn’t be lying to me, would you?’ She squirmed. ‘No.’ ‘Hm?’ his hands grazed her sides and she convulsed with laughter. ‘I thought you said you weren’t ticklish.’ ‘No!’ she laughed, trying to catch his hands. She missed and he pulled her close, trapping her against his chest and tickling mercilessly. ‘No fair!’ she squealed and tried to pull free, only finding relief when he stopped. ‘Is it unfair that you’ve told me before that you’re. "I won't comehere again," I almost whispered.I stepped forward, with the intent to walk away."I know you." That voice had somehow come so near. I could almost feelhis breath on my neck. I ran away into the trees, to the sounds of hislaughter fading in the summer breeze.-The farmhand passed me the tool, I took the lambs balls in my daintyhand, and held them gently, I smiled at the farmhand, looking into hiseyes as I caressed the fur lined testicles. I placed the tool over theball sack and.