At least the sun cameout and along with the wind it dried me.The switch from paved roads to country gravel meant merciless bouncingtransferred from th... road to the truck bed to the cage to the plug to myass.Finally the truck stopped, and I felt the tears on my cheeks. I heard hervoice."We're here, slut, at the farm. Now your easy days are over and we'll getyou to work to earn your keep." Chapter FourI didn't really think any more, not in the way I used to. It was more akind of mental. Feedback ke liye shukriya. But kuch log Swathi ka mail id and mobile no manga rahe the. Har ek ki personal life hoti hai, sabko uski respect krani chahiye. Krupaya kar ke mail id or mobile no mangane ke liye mail na kare. Kisika trust break krna buri baat hai. Mere parichay me se sab ki privacy ka main khayal rakhata hun. To chaliye story pe aate hain.Jaise ki aapne pahle part me padha ki, kaise meri Swathi se dosti huvi. Main uske ghar kaise pohacha and humari oral sex ki khahani. Ab aage kya. All I could really think about was myfirst formal dance, where Robby Benton took me to my first formal, and how wedanced, and how that was the first time I ever felt a boy's hardness throughhis trousers. We were only fourteen, and I knew what he wanted me to do, butI wasn't ready. I do remember the heat of his penis, the steel hardness of itpressed against the shiny peach fabric of my homecoming dress, and theunfamiliar tightness of my tan nylons, and how familiar and much more softand. After they were finished massaging him, my wife slowly ran her nails up and down his penis shaft, she played with his pre-cum, rubbing it over his head, Elaine focused on his two very large balls, wife knew these would be Elaine's focus with her obsession with big, low hanging balls, which he certainly had. Elaine loved sliding her nails over his ample balls, then using both hands massaged them in each hand. She was bold enough to ask if they're fully loaded, he said yes, this caused his penis.