Ernst März was delivered to the Wenger farm mid-afternoon. Dieter and Ernst took care of the animals and made sure all other work was done. They had ...lanned to cook for the Wengers too, but that proved unnecessary. Word of Lloyd’s death spread quickly and the Wenger’s friends and neighbors came to call and express their sympathies. Every family brought food for the grieving parents. No one at the Wenger household would need to cook for a week.Dieter and Ernst didn’t need to sleep in the hay. And I kept doing that, every time I slid my fingers in my pussy, I would think about you coming all over your hand and saying my name. It made me feel so good. Her hands were back to a slow stroking motion. Let me make you feel good too, she said. I was in no position to argue and had no urge to. Yes, I managed to say. Please. She got up and pulled me to my feet, undoing my pants and letting them drop to the floor. I kicked out of my socks and shoes as she unbuttoned my shirt, and I stood. "You have a delicious way of waking a guy up, my love," herpartner breathed tenderly."I can't help it. This feels so good, and when you finish it feels evenbetter to know what you've left behind. So let's have at it." With obedient gusto," he replied, then promptly disabled his speechcapability with an mouth full of large turgid nipple.No more was exchanged for several minutes except their shared pleasureuntil after he'd pulled her down into a tight embrace and filled her withhis essence."Ah. Before you knew it, we were texting like teen-aged lovers. Not the words teen-aged lovers use, understand, but in its frequency. We quickly reached the point that there was always a text pending an answer, either from her to me, or from me to her.I texted her, then, and asked if I could come for supper."Of course," she responded. "Any special requests?"Sitting there with my phone in my hand, I wondered if I should keep it innocent, or push a little bit. We had restored our previous pattern of.
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