Someone was watching

The two of you shudder and moan through the last remnants of your orgasms, Jack slowing his thrusts to pump the last droplets into you as you rock your hips to milk him dry. You feel a sensation of warmth through your body, luxuriating in the afterglow of sex.

"That's a hell of a show!" a voice cheers, and you turn your head to see three figures standing in the door of the barn. Squeaking with embarrassment and dismay, you wriggle out of Jack's grasp, his cock popping out of your dripping cunt. You pull your bra back down, dropping your arm to hide your shaven pussy. Jack is equally startled, tugging up his pants, looking frantically at the new arrivals.

"Aww, you don't have to put anything away on our account," the same voice says, its owner stepping further into the barn. Its a large man, dressed in overalls, a shotgun cradled in the crook of his arm. Beside him step the other two, one a younger, slightly slimmer version of the man with the gun, and a young woman dressed in work clothes, her hair cut short. The three of them look at you and Jack with smiles of amusement on their faces.