It was dark, but I was tied in the spotlight completely naked and spread. The farmhand’s trucks were all purring around me, their bright LED’s illuminating my immobilized little body. I was trussed up like a scarecrow to a chilly metal post. So may hands were caressing my body; twisting at my hard, aching nipples, feeling up my thighs, and running fingers along my bald, dripping slit.
My cunt was growing ever wetter. These boys wanted some pretty little post-work treat. They were licking their way from my toes and the soles of my feet my my calves and the back of my legs, biting and sucking on my inner thigh and my hip bones. I was whining by now, damn near begging for just a little flick of a tongue across my clit.
Rough fingers started rubbing my sweet little button, making me whine and beg quietly for them to please, please make me cum. I was soaked, and they’d already been edging me since sundown. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. “Please, I’ll do absolutely anything!” I whined out, desperate to be fucked. They grinned amongst themselves. “Anything?”
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