Mmm, it had been so long since she had a cock in her mouth she didn't care right now. She began to rub her clit again she was so turned on by his cock... He was moving faster and faster and then with a grunt and shove he started to blow his load in her mouth. One squirt and he pulled out and finished on her huge tits. He loved the look of his white cream on her tanned colored skin and dark areolas; almost made him hard again… almost.Jena began to massage her boss’ cum all around her hard nipples.. She was humming that tune again as I watched her walk down the hall. Her broad hips swayed a bit and her skirt swished across her stocking covered legs. I could hear the sound of the fabric as it swished across them. I did my bathroom chores being careful not to get anything on my gown and when I needed to pee I decided to set down so I wouldn’t miss the rim and make a mess. It felt strange to set on the toilet and look down at mint green panties around my ankles and breasts standing proud on. Yes, I know that lots of Japanese cars are now made in America, now, too, but I can’t bring myself to buy a Japanese or German car. I still hold a grudge from WWII. Okay, I’m not old enough to have lived through the war, but my relatives did. We could have been speaking Japanese or German today, not that would be a bad thing, but it was a bad thing to think about 60 years ago. Besides, the Japanese and Germans don’t necessarily like Americans and America. Germany still has anti-Semitic Neo Nazi. As time had passed, and I'd started getting more comfortable with all the things that needed doing on the farm, I'd begun considering the possibility that I might not wish to sell off the farm and go back to school. I was surprised at how well life on the farm suited my temperament and personality.My being around Anita, as well as all the work she accomplished at the farm, played a large part in my change of outlook towards keeping the farm. From the farm receipts and records my parents had.