Given the state of my cock I just wanted to spin around and bolt back into the shed but manners dictated that I respond, “Yes, they’re up in the tractor cab” I replied in a strained voice, “ we are ready to leave” she added and waved to Jo waiting at her truck, “I’ll call them” I said as I spun on a dime. and although I struggled to accept it, concluded that Jess had the same thought! D” they replied in unison. As they loosened their grip to leave Jess turned toward Jo and Samantha, Abby kind of sidled around still in contact with my body and as she moved past, her trailing hand slid across my hip and she surreptitiously let it drop lower down my leg hidden from the other’s view, allowing it to drag softly down and across my tormented rock hard cock eliciting a soft groan from me which she definatly heard and no doubt felt my cock lurch as well, God help me I thought to myself. D is doing” suggested Jess, they strolled towards the sheds hand in hand, “dang I hope my skirt dries quick” commented Abby, “it keeps sticking to my bum and fork” as she tugged the back of her skirt out of her ass crack with one hand and off her
