Water pressure inside the washer forced the water and soap through the fabric, removing the dirt and oils with it.Julia emptied the soapy water, added...fresh water, and followed the same steps as before to rinse her clothes. Using her uncle's wringer to squeeze out most of the water she then hung the clothes on the line to dry. She had enough clean clothes to take with her, so it wouldn't be a problem leaving them hanging until she returned.While Julia washed her clothes Ben split wood and added. She came in and shook my hand and introduced herself. She was almost as tall as me, a very nicely packaged thin and muscular MILF. Right away we started talking about going to the bathroom, number 1 and number 2. She had a large mouth and great smile, blonde hair and was very friendly and tried to put me at ease. She was wearing a sweater that came down past her hips and some brown tights and black leather gold buckled ankle boots. Her breasts were B cup, and her ass was just a tiny bit. That was almost always true of pasture that I cut for hay, unless it was a really dry year. In the ground where I planted our earlier harvested vegetables, once the spring crop was in, I prepared the soil again and planted winter wheat. As long as we didn't have a freak storm — which had only happened once since I'd been there — I got a nice crop of wheat to add to our stores.By the time we got back home, the wheat was up and showing nicely in the gently westerly breezes that usually kept. "Perfect, Martina. Now we both get to be on third base together." BeforeI could say anything, I felt Miriam take my penis out of my panties andthen her mouth absorb my penis and my body jumped with pleasure. I thenlatched on to her vagina and breathed in the intoxicatingly intensefemale pheromone-laden scent that filled my nostrils and taste buds.Once again, I felt Miriam place her hand on my head and gently push it,so my lips were on the right spot and in short order her legs tensed upand my.