"So why," I decided to ask, "haven't we wondered about this before?"That brought on a moment of murmuring as women looked at each other to see who had...the answer. Amazingly, it was Bethany who offered her thoughts first."Complacency!" Bethany compellingly stated to the room. "Our so called 'benefactors' have banged their drum and we've done exactly what they wanted to do. When you built the barn, you wanted to build it larger and with a concrete base with drains and all the fittings that you'd. She loves to fuck and she is a little dynamo. Susan is blonde, almost five foot tall, about a hundred pound. "B" cup tits and the cutest tightest little pussy I have ever seen. She does not trim, she has this little bush, some hair but not alot, light brown. And she gets super wet. Well so we went to meet her life long friend, Carrie, at a local hotel. Carrie is one I would love to bone. She could easily pass as Susan's sister they look so much alike. I have caught a glimpse of her naked. He watched as she neared her orgasm and he was doing the same but abruptly stopped to slip out of her with a slight hiss. "Not so easy, my dear," he teased as he slid up to straddle her torso, tapping his cock against her lips. She greedily opened her mouth and took him in to clean him off. She hoped to make him cum, as that was all she wanted. She wanted to pleasure her Master to the best of her ability. She took special care to the sensitive underside of the head of his dick. She sucked. I could have come up with any number of excuses. “I lied! There’s no one else!” The smug grin that spread over her face at my admission made me want to shout in frustration. She pulled back her hand. “The keys!” “Listen,” I started, my mind spinning and my emotions in a turmoil. She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand towards my purse. “The keys!” Goosebumps spread from the spot where she touched me. I slowly dug out the ring with the spare keys, and she snatched them from my hand. “I’ll be.