“Have either of you ever lit a joint?” I asked them, looking at Daisy’s smiling face in her mirror, then looking at Adele as she looked up and g...inned.“Damn, Josey. It has been years since I smoked a fucking joint. Do you really have some weed?” Adele asked.“I do and if Daisy can find us a place to park without getting us stuck in the mud, we’ll have us a fine little pot party the rest of the afternoon.”“Josey, I know where an old barn is on the back side of Uncle Bill’s place that has gravel. That was two months ago.It was a tough pill for her fiancé to swallow, his girl permanently attached, ass and mouth, to the crotch of two jocks. After some soul-searching while his wife-to-be continued to get fucked and feed fluids round the clock, he decided to stay… for the kid. The wedding would happen as planned.The honeymoon turned out to be a lot like the bachelorette party, which was a lot like any other Friday. The gangbang took place in a hotel room in Hawaii, but Stephanie could not. She was detailed for the Cart next day, a closed day, no one was allowed within two miles of the grounds on closed days and so they made use of the time, Habits were useless attire for hard physical labour so a simple work outfit of a wide leather belt around the waist then up between the breasts to a collar around the neck had evolved, on public days this was to be worn under a Habit with the tow ropes lead through slots but the girls found it more pleasant to work without.So Martha took her. For Kumiko, the fucking that Jake gave her face had her dripping and she was anxious to be filled by his cock once again. No words were spoken because both lovers knew exactly what they wanted. Lying down, Jake grabbed Kumiko and pulled her on top of him. His cock was nestled right up against her pussy and she began to rock back and forth on it. Jake reached up and quickly began to fondle her luscious E-cup breasts.Although the rocking felt good, Kumiko needed him in her now. Lifting herself.