You note with clinical pleasure his muscled contours, from the broad shoulders down to the well developed chest, not neglecting the powerful arms, tig...t abdominals, and closely trimmed pubes describing a dark arrow pointing down to his cock and balls, which seem to rest comfortably against well defined thighs. The resulting grin is rather infectious as it triggers an inviting smile from him which slices open his delicious lips and reaches up to those mesmerising eyes, adding a layer of mischief. As I played with my breasts I squirmed on the bed, making the bed spread wrinkle. I slipped my hands underneath my thin t-shirt; my hands ran up my tummy and to the underside of my breasts. I closed my eyes again and pictured his hands on me. My hands rounded up to my nipples, still hard from the attention I gave them earlier; I began to roll my nipples between my fingers as I massaged my large breasts. My body was covered in tingles I wanted to cum for him so badly. I smiled softly as I slide. Rose’s ass stayed up, pressing back against my shaft. I pushed down my cockhead, slowly tracing along her crack, firmly across her greased-up starfish, and lightly across her pussy, making her flinch. Then pressing against her, thrust my shaft across her clit from behind.“No, don’t put it in me!” Rose said with a fright. Feeling her try to pull away from me I held her tight, “Don’t worry, I won’t put it in you.” “I don’t want to get pregnant,” Rose reminded me with a hint of concern in her. None of us were sorry as the last box of carrots came up the conveyor belt, and the foreman soon announced that we were finished for the day. My hands were stained green from the pods, and my fingernails were full of mushy vegetation; the others were no different. Sian bemoaned her wrinkled fingers from having them wet for hours, and promised herself a good application of hand lotion before bed.Still wearing our coveralls, we had a cuppa and a slice of toast for supper, all crowded into the.