It was an old averaged sized house with a big porch probably dating to the early 1900s. Scattered out buildings, old cars and farm equipment, and a ro... of dormant poplar trees stood in defiance of the drifting snow. Curtains over the windows prevented my having any preview of the occupants. Now nearly frozen, I gathered all my courage and knocked on the doorframe. Nothing happened, I tried again and this time heard movement. The door creaked open and a tall, well- built man in his forties. She didn't bother to hang up. She just left the phone on the counter. The doorbell rang. Her arm extended to open the door. She was moving but not sure how. Chris was wearing a dark blue jacket with an exotic red tie contrasting sharply with his light blue shirt. The shirt had a white collar and white cuffs. He was wearing a gold watch. She was making mental notes on every bit of his appearance. Then she realized he had said hello, asked her how she was and had offered. I moved my hands down and start feeeling her boobs and i gave them a good squeze and she let out a mmmphh from her mouth giving me more of her hot breath and i kissed deeper and sucked her tounge hard. As i was about to lift her kameez she pushed me away saying that we cant do this here and i was very dissapointed . Seeing that she said well we can do for a quick blow job as i see you are standing erect and winked at me i just smiled and unzipped my jeans and took out my cock and as i did she. Oh my god, one of my boys will lick Carol’s pussy. I imagined Don Jr. between her legs. Oh, that must feel so good.I snatched my hand away from my pussy, zipped up my shorts, and walked toward the boy’s tent. I didn’t even announce myself. I just pulled back the flap and walked in. Carol was half-naked and sitting on Don Jr’s cot while Don Jr. sat next to her kissing her breasts and feeling her up. Greg was standing in front of Carol with his cock in her mouth as she tried to masturbate Don Jr..