He dropped slowly over to one side, lifting his knee, and Lorena stayed with him, making love to his cock with her mouth, clinging to his balls. Her h...ir spread over his crotch, and his fingers dug deeply into its silken luxury. His head spun and his breath was ragged in his chest. At last, she let go, and allowed his still rigid prick to slide gently from the grasp of her lips. No semen smeared her mouth, he saw through blurred eyes, because she had swallowed it all. It had been a far out. It dragged on for a couple more days, aggravating her.What amused me was how she wasn’t angry at anyone. She even named the cold! Bert. Then she had conversations with Bert out loud, telling him how inconsiderate he was, what a pain, and enough already!I was charmed. I laughed. Addison didn’t find it funny.Instead of passing, Addison developed a low grade fever and our assessment changed. She’d caught the flu, not a cold. Her throat still hurt. Her nose still ran. And I medicated her. The syrup. She caught a breath as he did and came again. She wiped her face a bit and grinned at me a bit and said “I think you owe me one”. She got on her hands and knees and pushed her ass into the air. “Come on baby, you know you want to know what it feels like in my ass.” I didn’t have to be asked twice. With all the cum that had dripped into her ass, she was already pretty well lubed but it was still pretty tight as I worked my big hard cock into her. “Oh yea…easy now….aw shit” she moaned as I. We walked over to his door we complimented his tractor. After a couple of minutes chat, he asked whether we would like a tour. YES! we both said.Once in the cab and sleeper, the tour went well. The sleeper part was oversized and very comfy. I said, as though about to leave, "We would like to show our appreciation for the tour." I was behind Dee, reached around and opened her shirt revealing pretty, mid-sized breasts.Ken, the driver (our name for him), looked and smiled. I told him it was ok to.