Kristal summers cumshot compilation

Her “work clothes” consisted of a hand-me-down pair old of her momma’s cutoff jean shorts, 2-3 sizes too big, held up with a belt made of baler-twine. On top was a worn out, thin, hand-me-down, wife-beater tank-top that Emmitt had given her to wear. He’d cut the bottom six inches off so she could wear it loose, or tie it up on one side so it wouldn’t hang. Either way, her tits were always just one slip away from being seen. Five minutes of sweating and the thin top was damn near see-through. Just like she knew her daddy liked it, and she liked his cum attention. It was the only love he showed her. “This damn trailer’s a mess. Molly you clean this place up, top to bottom. Earl, you help her and when y’all are done, I want you both to walk to the end of the road and get the paper and mail.” Emmitt didn’t like the kids walking alone by ol’ lady Woodson’s house at the end of the road. She had two grown boys, Luther and Oscar, both not right in the head, and Emmitt didn’t trust them. “Y’all look out for ‘em Woodson boys and run if’n you see ‘em. And don’t come up to the barn while we’re fooling with them calves. You hear me?” They both nodded. “Come on Maggie, let’s go.” Maggie was a hard worker and Emmitt was proud. Even as young as she was, she knew everything she needed to know about gardening. He paused from hoeing and watched as she bent, picking the buds off the tomato plants. Leaning over exposed the underside of her tits and they were getting bigger every day. She squatted down and worked her way around the plant, exposing her light brown bush beneath her baggy jean shorts as she did. Emmitt could feel his manhood rising but knew it won’t right what he’d done. He was a hateful ol’ bastard but he knew fucking his own mom daughter won’t right. Still he watched, smiling, and his cock grew harder. “What now daddy?” asked Maggie, snapping Emmitt from MILF his fantasy. She stood and stretched her back. “Let’s take a break and get some water.” Emmitt turned and headed to the barn. “Oh shit”, thought Maggie, this is how it started last week thinking back to Emmitt taking her virginity on a hay-bale in the barn. She could see the bulge in his overalls as he turned and grabbed the hose. They drank from the hose then sat down to rest. It was 9:30 and they’d already been working for two hours. “We’ll go get them bull calves up in jus’ a few. I want to get them watered up good before Travis gets here. The more they drink, the heavier they’ll be when they weigh them at the market. Money is tight, Maggie, so we gotta get every dolla’ we can for ‘em.” Twenty minutes later they were heading down to the pasture to bring the bull calves back to the barn. Emmitt had 6-7 cows and sold off some of their calves each year to make some money. He had two bull calves that were big enough to sell, and big enough to start humping on the cows, so he tits wanted them gone. Maggie worked with the cattle all the time and they would literally eat out of her hand. She took a bucket of grain and had the whole herd headed to the barn in no time. “Now don’t step on my bare feet boys or I’ll smack you,” she said laughingly to the calves. "How...?" was all he said. "You two slaves," Annette commanded. I tell him that there is a decent Waffle house and an IHOP both across the street from the hotel so he can get a decent meal. ' He was tits holding her panties in his hands. He was making a harness, slowly constricting the rope as he worked, and it was squeezing her tits harder with each pass. "Yeah! I waited until those wide, quivering eyes stared at me, then I released the trigger. He didn’t say what sort of shop it was but I soon found out; it was a sex toy shop. I thought mom you were going out with a friend?” The guys laughed with him and I stood fuming. “Woah, what’s this Dad?!” In fact she sounded a little disappointed when I What a quandary.” She sighed, dramatically, and shrugged her shoulders as if uncertain as to how to proceed. He unrolled it and showed me what looked like four glass rods with cum rounded ends, all different lengths and different diameters. “A bit happier now I'm talking to you my love” MILF and she did sound happy! “That was amazing,” she groaned. I found it after doing a search and removed that from moral from him. Anne's head fell back with an even louder moan. And with some additions old in the new buildings, this was accelerated. The girls said yes no clothes at all.