1. Jack Ass Jackie


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: dickblackman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Jackie Mason raised burrows in the flat lads off Stanton River. Stanton River Gorge, Montana a fisherman's paradise and favored hunting area. Sand bars, foot bridges,rapids and swimming holes brought out the tourist. Pack mules and horses were the allowed transportation by the conservationist. She and her two grown sons provided the area. Bud Mason had started the business but a severe stroke had left him with walking difficulties and nearly speechless. His business sense remained so he was "overseer", now. For 4 days, it rained. The river flooded and Bud uttered, "move them to Upper Pass". Jackie fed the crew which included her boys Jed and Jared, with hired hands Bob, Ted, Zak and Joe. All young men in their early 20's. Having passed on the information, Jared stayed behind by Bud's order. On crutches, Bud made his way outside to the covered porch. An hour later Jackie went out. She stood against the railing as gusting winds blew rain against her. It was refreshing in the uncommon high heat. She allowed it to soak her before she resized it. Bud noticed it. Her long brown her hung wetly molded down the curve of her back. Her wide, nicely curved butt stuck out d****d tightly by her dress. It was a simple pale blue, button down the front house dress, average length and practical. At 46, with Bud out of condition, sexy was behind her. Her sex life was late night with a vibrator. If Bud had a hard on, a few tugs and it was gone. She stood until she was soaked through to the ...
    skin. The dress clung so tightly, it was like a second skin. showing her bra and simple panties, clearly through. She shook her hair throwing out excess water, then gather her dress hem, wrung it out and sat in a rocker next to Bud. Bus listened to the "two way" intently until Zak reported the footbridge being nearly under water when they crossed it. He spoke, "high ground". Jackie was slightly alarmed as it meant precautions were to be taken. She picked up the radio, sent the boys around to the highway bridge and back to the high ground bunker house. It would add miles and time to their return in the downpour. Jared was summoned and evacuation plans went into effect. Forty minutes later, 3 mules pulled a buckboard with temporary supplies and 3 passengers in rain slickers on their way. The bunk house was a one room unit with an overhang. It's normal use was a campsite, or dry rest stop. Beside it was a "lean to", open front shelter, for the a****ls. Hours later, the crew arrived, soaked, tired but safe. Everyone sat in the bunker, back against the walls eating "grub". As night fell, the rain increased with loud rolling thunder. Sitting now in complete darkness, the nervous tension could be heard in the chatter of voices. Lightning flashed across the sky throwing a quick blink of light through one of the two windowless port holes. Sitting under the two port holes was Jackie and Bud with a son of each side. Across from them, the four farmhands. The thunder subsided leaving the ...
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