Beer cans were stacked, one upon another, in a corner, and there was a rancid odor in the air.He studied her firm tits, bulging from her tight sweater... and her long, slender legs. His cock was now straining against his pants."What kind of cookies do you have?" he asked."I'll show you," she answered. She noticed his hardened cock and it excited her. She extended the assortment of cookies to him, unable to remove her eyes from his bulge. Her pussy was beginning to heat up."No, I don't think I. Dad is smart. He will figure it out.After putting on their coats, they left with rifles and ammo. I said, "Pat, what did you two plan while we were gone?" We just talked about Dad and she talked about her past. Heather doesn't want to be your step-mother but she is drawn to a Dillard man. She doesn't know if there is enough there for them to be a couple but she wanted a fair chance to find out. I did give her some hints about Dillard men." She grinned savagely. "After all, I am the resident. "In going over the sales records I had noticed that my parents had sold part of their crop in one place and the rest in another. The Newberry Springs Farmer's Cooperative received most of the crop for the first two years they had the farm. That was when my father had been alive. Mom sold about eighty per cent of the crop to S&S Produce last year, and had split it fifty-fifty between S&S and Michael Bros. Produce that first harvest after my father died. I had assumed that she had made her sales. They also brought my friend and asked me to give him a blowjob.I laughed at him and said, “Small dick fucker, lick my asshole first.” My friend was shocked but he had to lick. He started licking my asshole as my pussy was being hammered by a real dick. I was now their slave and they were fucking me like a doll. I had no energy even to moan.I took my friend’s dick and started licking and sucking it taking the whole small dick inside also his balls. He started moaning and came in my mouth. I.