1. Cuckold Farm.


    Date: 2/7/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: alibodge, Rating: 86, Source: xHamster

    on that “he hated cooking for himself” She took the double meaning comment aboard instantly, saying that “he would never `have to cook’ for himself while there was breath in her body and that she may look after jay as well but it was just because she enjoyed doing so and to save him having from having to move away and them from training a new shepherd!” Joe was a reassured soul as he watched her retreat into the darkness that starlit night, she was a fine figure of a woman under that overcoat and she was his, heart and soul. At breakfast in the warmth of the old kitchen the mood was more open, sexual tension filled the air as Pam delivered the full English breakfast to the hungry pair, she sat at the end of the huge table, her back to the window, her usual place, the weak sunlight backlighting her homely smile as she watched them hungrily consume the meal. She knew they were both dog tired, so she offered to exercise the dogs, and for them “telling them to both get some rest as neither were any good to a girl in the state they were in.” Reluctantly they agreed knowing the wisdom of her words and to bed each went, Joe kissing her goodnight as he left her. Jay appeared first at about 3 in the afternoon; she sat dozing in her favourite rocker beside the range, a picture of total contentment the young shepherd`s freshly walked dog collapsed at her feet,. The dog just raised its head to acknowledge him then collapsed back to sl**p the effort just too much in the warm kitchen, ...
    boldly he walked up and kissed her full on the lips, she did not seem surprised. His hands reached up to her breasts, fondling her through her clothing, pillows of softness, soon topped with stiff nipples that told of her need, of her desires, she wrapped her arms round his body the kiss passionate now, as his exploring fingers began to open the buttons of her blouse. To the disgust of the displaced dog they slid to the floor, eager hands opening clothes, revealing each other`s bodies, to kiss or touch, as the door to the stairs swung open and Joe appeared. He stood regarding them for a second or two, surprised, stunned even, by the sight before him of his loving wife on the hearth rug partly undressed and clasping the prick of the young shepherd. Multiple thoughts ran through his still sl**p shrouded brain, should he go rant at the blatant pair as most husbands would, having sex with his wife under his nose, No he dismissed that idea as he felt he had allowed the ball to begin to roll yesterday. He could retreat back upstairs pretending he hadn’t seen, but that was cowardice and he was no coward, or of course he could join them... Automatically he simply sat at his place at the table, stunned, as were they, having stopped at the sound of the door, they were still mid strip, stopped, unable to move, freeze framed like rabbits caught in headlights. They each knew the game had reached another level, no longer the intimate if open secret, here it was, full face, sex, pure simple and ...
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