He joined them shortly but was still too embarrassed to make eye contact until Maggie said, “Daddy wants you to mow the yard and clean out the chicken house when you finish breakfast.” “Well, what are y’all gonna do?” he inquired. “We’ve got to work in the garden then chores to do in the barn. We’ll be back when we finish. You stay down here,” Maggie stated. With that, both girls got up and headed to their bedroom to put on their “work clothes”. Emmitt was strict that the girls wore babe only their “work clothes” when doing chores, partly to avoid getting dirty what decent school clothes they had, and second because he enjoyed the view of their baggy cutoff jean shorts, and ratty, almost sheer, wife-beater tanktops. Even in her young age, Maggie had already developed a nice firm set of tits, and a beautiful light brown bush to make any woman proud. Emmitt would know, both his tongue and cock had been desi in it several times. Three minutes later the girls bounced down the steps and headed to the garden. Earl sat at the kitchen table amateur thinking back on his morning experience. Just the thought of college his sister giving him his first orgasm, other than the occasional wet dream which didn’t really count, made his cock stiffen again. He wanted more. “Let’s get this work done in the garden so we can go play in the barn” Maggie chuckled. Molly knew exactly what Maggie was thinking. They’d discussed their fantasy late last night, in bed. They spent the next hour picking beans and corn, before dropping their harvest in the shade at the side of the barn. Relaxing in the shade of the barn, Molly whistled for Thunder, their little pinto pony stallion. A few more loud whistles and Thunder came running into the pen behind the barn. The girls put some grain in a bucket, a lead on Thunder and led him back into the last stall in the barn. “Thunder, I’m so horny after homemade sucking off Earl this morning, that I think today is your big day,” grinned Maggie. “Mom and daddy won’t be home for hours, Earl is busy, so let’s try it” she said looking at Molly. “Like we indian talked about last night?” “Yep, go grab a bale of hay and that blanket. I’ll get more grain.” I just enjoyed this hot moment from my sexy student. Lara pulled back, indian his cock head exiting her mouth even as her lips closed around it, puckering so that she could kiss his superior cock on the pee slit. When Susan returned babe to the classroom, she gave Sandy back most of her things, but kept her bra and panties. For my husband.” She college paused. “after what he did to you, and me you want to see him?” Emily asked her what her deepest, darkest fantasy is. From behind, homemade they were almost identical. Amélie blinked, taken aback, “I… Really?” Tom, who was sitting at amateur the edge of the bed, gestured her to join him. Her thighs rubbed together as her body desi trembled.