."My younger brother and his friends were a wild bunch; still her interest in his luggage and general well being was a bit strange, everything conside...ed. I took a firm grip on her bottom. Lisa stopped talking and giggled. My hands touched bare skin where I'd expect to touch her panties. To my knowledge she didn't own a pair of g-string panties. Lisa thought her bottom was too big to look good in sexy lingerie, which it certainly wasn't, if you ask me, so her bare buttocks could only mean that. He got the tractor with the baler going and headed off. Mark drove the second tractor happy to let, ‘The young stud, strut his stuff,’ he told us.We slowly followed Bobby around the paddock. Ron got on the trailer, and I’d toss the bale on while he stacked. I had the easy job because I only needed to lift them a couple of feet. Ron had to shift it and stack them, while the vehicle moved.We chatted while we worked and the job went smooth. We got a short rest when Bobby ran out of baling twine. I don’t think she expected me to do what I had just done. “What are you doing Mister Clark?” she said in a teasing tone, now playing along with me. “Come here Gemma,” I said. Walking over to me Gemma stood close enough that I could smell her perfume on her neck. “I want you to take this in your mouth and suck it.” Gemma knelt down in front of me and took my cock in her mouth. With her lips halfway down the shaft she slid back before taking more in her second intake. I could tell this wasn’t. When she heard the water shut off in the shower, she slid out of bed and waddled to the bathroom.Reluctantly she opened the door and tried her best not to look at Mickey. A feeling of great embarrassment came over her, as she stood waiting for him to leave. She felt ashamed. Once he was back in the room, she quickly moved into the shower and ran the water as hot as she could tolerate. On its own, his cum began to run back out of her, her rectum having not yet returned to its naturally closed.