She was curious to see who the stranger was and decided now was a good time to bring the washing inside for folding."Cassie, this is the Reverend Hard...an inviting us to worship at the new assembly. I just explained that Mrs. Simmons and the two boys are busy in the field. Would you take him to them for I am fearful to disturb their work before the midday rest?"Cassie immediately recognized the young man as the stranger who had rubbed her bottom so lovingly at the stock spectacle in the. I grabbed a beer and turning then noticed them both looking at the outline of my rock hard meat straining up my sweats, obvious there even under my shirt.Miss Cummings leaned over and whispered something to Barb "why yes it is" Barb said and they toasted as I shrunk from the room trying to cover my hot stiff with a beer. A little while later Barb was there at my ear again. She was wobbling a bit now and I could smell the wine on her breath ."I'm afraid miss Cummings and I have had a bit. I look back and you are pouring a generous amount of olive oil onto my back. I can feel the slippery oil between the crack of my ass cheeks. I feel your hand spreading the oil over my cheeks and my anus. You stand there stroking your cock greasing it up with the olive oil and then you wipe your hand on my pussy. I feel like a Greek salad and your thick cock is slipping all over my ass. I can feel the head of your cock forcing its way into my tight hole."Fuck me in the ass. I want to feel your. I took a deep breath and undid my jeans and let them drop to the floor with my blouse. As I stepped out of them, I looked into your eyes behind the camera and reached behind my back to unhook my bra. I bit my lower lip as I removed it, never once taking my eyes off the camera. Then in a daring move, I turned around, hooked my thumbs through my thong and pulled it down as I bent over. When my head was down by my feet, I looked back at you. I know my face was on fire, but I couldn’t stop. This.