His hardened cock was now sticking to my bare buttocks. I put my palm on his hand and gently pressed my bubbies with his hand. He could sense my inten...ions and pressed himself more towards me. His cock inside his pyjamas was now between my butt-cheeks and Chandu was applying pressure now and then at frequent intervals. It was “now or never”. There was no need for pretending anymore and so I took my hand around and placed it on his cock and gave it a gentle press. I turned around and faced him. Despite my patent annuities, I wanted to increase my income and working on the farm just wasn't doing it. Brother Tom wanted no part of farming--he didn't want to work that hard for a living. I talked it over with mom and pop. They knew that the day was coming, but agonized over it nonetheless. The farm had provided them with honest-to-God 'living' wages and provided for bringing up three boys for nearly half a century. However, the economy of farming had shifted to benefit the big factory. Over the years of our marriage I have bought her a number of nice dress skirts and light cotton skirts in the summer. At first she was inhibited in wearing them but she has awesome legs and I love to see the skirts on her. Last year I bought her four new skirts and tops for Valentines Day. She tried them on to make sure they fit OK and she looked gorgeous. I always love her fashion shows and this was no exception. The skirts this season was about mid thigh, which actually made them, ride up. But then I realised that my cock was getting hard and I was starting to get really horny. I unbuttoned my Jeans and got my semi hard cock out, just as I did the guy pull my girlfriend's head off his cock saying "no playing this time, this time I'm fucking you" with that he lifted her into the back of the van turn her round bent her over pulled up her tight skirt to reveal her stockings and thong then moving her thing to one side he plunged his huge raging hard cock into her tight wet pussy she.