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Chapter 11 by Torg Torg

Who is coughing?

A totally stacked redhead

Standing near you is a beautiful redhead wearing a green flannel shirt tied under her boobs and a pair of Daisy Duke short shorts. Loretta wasn't kidding, her boobs are magnificent and huge, and the shirt shows off some excellent cleavage. Her pale skin glows in the moonlight.

Loretta runs to Connie and they hug, then Loretta kisses her, her tongue instantly slipping into the redhead's mouth. They kissed for a minute, while you watch. Their hands can't keep away from the other, exploring and arousing the other.

Loretta breaks the clinch and turns Connie toward you. "Connie, this is John. John, this is Connie, my best friend."

Connie looks at you with a smile. She holds out her hand and says, "Pleased to meet you, John."

You take her hand and shake it, saying, "The pleasure is mine." You keep holding it, and Connie seems not to mind, though she does blush when she sees you look down at her magnificent tits. Connie's very cute when she blushes.

"I understand you have a little problem that I might be able to help with," you venture, hoping to see her blush again. She doesn't disappoint, this time the red goes down to her deep valley of cleavage.

She smiles again, a little embarrassed. "I'd like you to pop my cherry, John."

"It would be my honor," you say, bowing to her.

Loretta and Connie both giggle at your display.

"Oh, you're good, mister," Connie says.

"Let's find the comfy hay, folks. We'll be much more relaxed in there," Loretta says, indicating the barn with her arm. The three of you walk the twenty yards to the building, you and Connie each holding Loretta's hands. Loretta opens the barn door and lets you two walk inside. The smell of hay fills your nose. It's dark until the blonde farm girl flicks on the a couple dim lights.

What's next?

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