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While I weeded the vegetable garden with Gladys Comstock, I confided in her.

If you recall, she was fifty-six-years-old and had been here almost ten years. "I've never had that skill nor the desire. With some men I wish I did. I know some women will use their mouths to satisfy their partner. I'm not one of them, but," she laughed, "now I know where to send them if they suggest it."

"Oh, please don't, Gladys."

"Eliza, you've been here over a year, but you're still the naïve farm girl. Just like I let other women know when I've had a good lover in my bed. A man like Tom Jensen. I'm sure that out in the fields today, Lloyd Beckwith is sharing with other men his good fortune."

"He wouldn't."

"Of course he would. Do you have a partner for tonight?"

"Adam Foster invited me to his bed."

"Oh, he has a nice big one. I'm sure your mouth cunny will enjoy it. I'm sure you'll please him."

"Do you think Mr. Beckwith told him?"

"It doesn't matter. The question is when you get in his bed what will you want, Eliza?"

For the next few months, I had a date with a different man every night and morning. We fucked. Sometimes I was on my back; sometimes on all fours; sometimes on top. Every one of those men asked me to use my mouth. I shook my head ‘no.'

It was difficult. I wanted to feel his hardness in my mouth; I wanted to feel his throbbing cock against my lips; I wanted to feel the warmth of his man juice in my mouth; I wanted to enjoy the taste of that man juice.

I just couldn't. I'm positive my answer would have been different if Mr. Beckwith was in my bed.

Then it was time for my monthly. It was unspoken, but women were untouchable during their monthly. Even with all the noise around me, I got five good night sleeps. The only disturbance that bothered me was Gladys. One night she had Lloyd in her bed. "Like that, oooooh yeah just like that. Give me your cock. Gimme, gimme, gimme. You're so good to my cunny, Lloyd. You know it's yours anytime you want it."

I was jealous. I couldn't wait until my monthly ended. I couldn't wait to get Lloyd in my bed or his bed or that private little cabin. I didn't want him in my cunny like Gladys; I wanted him in my mouth cunny.

It wasn't to be. It seemed that Mr. Beckwith always had an engagement. I could understand why; even at his age, I thought he was the most incredible lover. And that cock, oh my. So long, so fat, and as I discovered, so delicious.

As soon as my monthly ended, and with Lloyd unavailable, I made it a habit to invite whoever was available to my bed. Gladys laughed at me, "Eliza, there are over two hundred men here; are you going to fuck them all?"

I gave it right back to her, "you've been here forever; it will take me until I'm your age to get as much cock as you've had."

"Well, you're right about that, but you know the young ones like eighteen-year-old Tom Jensen make my pussy sing like no other."

"Strange, and I have my heart set on old Mr. Beckwith."

"Not just your heart," she laughed.

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