The Fletcher Family Adjusts to Working on Their New Orchard Farm
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Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Sam Fletcher walks the fields with his forewoman, Leona Abraham, meeting many of the workers. Mary Fletcher, Ellie’s sister-in-law, introduces her to one of the perks of local shopping and meeting farm labourers. Donny and Sarah make new friends.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Consensual BiSexual Fiction Farming Cheating Slut Wife Incest Gang Bang Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
Several days later, Ellie had seen Sam off to work in the orchards, teasing him to actually do some farming instead of fucking Leona.
She was doing some kitchen chores with the kids gone exploring with David and Joan when there was a knock at the door
“Hi, Mary, come on in.” She smiled as Mary placed a basket on the table.
She turned to face her and, unfastening several buttons on her dress, went to her. “I find that I need to show you some of my breasts when we’re together.”
“I didn’t know I had that effect on you.”
“You do, and I enjoy the attention. I thought I’d be your model for making our new dresses.”
“I could take some measurements for the pattern. What’s in the basket?”
“Our lunch. I thought we’d go for a little picnic,” she smiled.
Ellie gathered the sewing materials she needed, and returning to the kitchen, she found Mary standing there naked. “I figured you needed me naked for more accurate measurements.”
“Not really, but I appreciate the interest.”
Ellie went to her cloth tape measure in hand. Mary caressed her, pressing her tits to her, and a series of kisses. She returned the affection. “Let me take some measurements before you start something.”
“Do you want puff shoulders or straps?”
“Strap. That I can slip off my shoulder to give a sexier, slutty look.”
Ellie measured her shoulders, back to waist, armpit to waist, and a few others, then came to her front. “Thirty-five-inch bust, twenty-five-inch waist, and thirty-five-inch hips.”
Can you measure my breasts again? I love you touching them,” Mary asked. Ellie placed the tape around her again, this time letting it drop, and fondled her tits.
“Show me where you want the hemline to be across your breasts and the split at the bottom where you want the buttons to start.”
Mary again used her finger to draw a line across Ellie’s beasts. “Just above the dark skin surrounding my nipples. I want to give men a good look at my tits from behind or barely leaning over, and it only takes a few buttons undone to let my tits show.” Mary sat on a chair. I want the slit of my dress so high that it only takes a few buttons undone to show men my bare pussy.”
“And you want my dress to reveal the same amount of tit and leg?”
“Yes. Now let me measure your body.”
Mary unfastened the buttons on Ellie’s dress, letting it fall to the floor. “Why do you dress like normal women, wearing a brassiere and underwear? I find a brassiere too irritating on my tits. That’s why I rarely wear one, much to the delight of many men.”
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