Day 3

In the morning Kayleigh crawled out of bed, dragging herself over to look in the mirror. She was unsurprised to see her eyes looked red and sore after a good couple of hours spent crying into her pillow. The reality had sunk in now and she tried to freshen herself up to look normal, not ready yet to confront her family about what she'd seen.

At the breakfast table she sat playing listlessly with her cereal, stony-faced and sullen. Her Aunt Shelley glanced over at her, concern on her face.

"Are you OK, hon?"

"Yeah, just got a bit of a headache," Kayleigh mumbled.

Her mom and uncle exchanged a brief look across the table then carried on eating.

"I think we're all a little worse for wear this morning, maybe one too many last night," chuckled her father.

"I'll say," muttered the girl under her breath.

Her father looked at her, surprised at his daughter's sharp tone, unaware her ire wasn't directed at him. He thought about reprimanding the girl but decided to leave her be, putting it down to her headache.

"So, umm, is there anything you'd like to do today, kiddo?" asked Uncle Bryan.

Kayleigh couldn't bring herself to look either of the two secret lovers in the eye.

"I'm going to do some more training this morning if that's OK?" she enquired, speaking into her bowl.

"Of course, sweetheart. Would you like me to come with you?" asked Shelley.

The young girl looked up at her aunt.

"Mmm, not this time. Maybe when I've got everything just perfect to show you?"

"Sure, sweetie. I understand."

Kayleigh mulled something over in her mind, a scandalous plan beginning to take form.

"Could you get Mike to come over to the shed to help me?"

"Mouthy?" asked her uncle, surprised.

"Bryan!" admonished Shelley, nudging her husband under the table.

"He helped me yesterday when I was practicing some stunts, he really did help a lot," stated Kayleigh hopefully, looking directly at Shelley.

Her aunt stared at her, deep in thought.

"OK. He's working the hen houses just now but I'll send him over when he's done. How's that sound?"

"Great, thanks. Can I be excused please? I'm going to get ready now."

"You go and have fun, honey."

'I intend to,' thought the girl.

As Kayleigh dressed into the clothes she had decided upon especially for this morning, she replayed last night over in her mind. The events were still raw, and stung so much. Well, there were consequences for such actions and Kayleigh knew her mom and uncle had set things in motion that likely wouldn't happen otherwise. She didn't know how it was going to end but she definitely knew how it was going to start. Adrenaline coursed through her and she set off eagerly for her temporary training hall.

The schoolgirl was thankful there was no sign of Lenny on her way to the shed, closing the door behind her and switching on the lights when she arrived. The air was a bit cooler this morning and Kayleigh was relieved she'd worn her all-blue tracksuit on the way over. Although there was no way she'd have let her mom see the outfit she was wearing underneath anyway.

All alone in the building, Kayleigh started out her training, similar in structure to the day before. After an hour she had been working hard and there was still no sign of the mute farmhand. The girl thought she would need to remove her tracksuit to cool down although she didn't want to do so until Mike arrived. Timing things perfectly, the big man appeared at that moment, closing the giant door and walking slowly over. He still looked ill at ease as Kayleigh's stunt partner, but he was here and that was all that mattered.

The girl looked closely at him, noting the indeterminate fresh stains on his overalls and the hen house stench coming from the man.

"Mike, whew, what is that? You were a great partner yesterday but I really don't think you can wear that while I practice my stunts," Kayleigh complained, but not unkindly.

Mike seemed apologetic. The girl paused, contemplating.

"Do you have clothes on underneath?" she asked, innocently.

Mike looked trapped, the expression on his face and the gesture he made with his hands saying, 'Kind of, but not really.'

He stared at her for a few seconds then unzipped the front of his dirty overalls, pulling them down to his waist. The big man was wearing an old-fashioned, thick, white, cotton union suit; it looked like an all-in-one long sleeve vest and long johns combo that buttoned all the way up the front. The top two buttons were undone, showing off some of his broad, hairy chest.

Kayleigh drank in the vision of masculinity in front of her then spoke with more confidence than she felt.

"That will be fine, don't be shy. I have to wear my cheer outfit too when I train. There's probably more to your PJ thing than there is to my costume, see?"

Pushing down her nerves, she unzipped her tracksuit, slipping it off her shoulders, and pulled her bottoms down past her knees, lifting one leg up at a time to slip them over her sneakers. When she had removed her outer garments, Kayleigh stood up and glanced briefly at Mike's face to see his reaction. He looked suitably dumbstruck for just a moment before recovering well, his usual stoic mask returned.

The pubescent girl was wearing a lycra cheerleading costume once again. This time the color was a dark pink, with little white stars over it. The top half was cropped showing off her stomach as before, but with a diamond shape cut out in the front, exactly in the middle. The result being part of Kayleigh's chest was exposed right where her bosom would be. The girl had deliberately chosen a costume that was getting too small for her, the top squeezing the small mounds she did have inwards slightly, producing the impression of a budding cleavage.

For the lower half, the preteen girl wore the matching pink skirt which she was also outgrowing. The skirt was inappropriately short, only just about covering Kayleigh's modesty. In normal circumstances the girl would wear hotpants with the skirt to account for how little it left to the imagination. But today she had sought out the most sheer, thin panties in her drawer. The white, filmy layer covering her private parts clearly revealed the shape of her mons and labia pushing against the material; Mike had received an eyeful twice just when she lifted each leg to remove her tracksuit bottoms.

Kayleigh carried on, acting as though her costume was just like any other. She knew if she stopped too long to think about things she was liable to bolt out the shed door.

"OK, Mike. You'll need to take that thing off completely if you're going to help me. Don't worry, it's only me," said the girl, as she saw the mute's sheepish expression.

Sighing resignedly, Mike stepped out of his dirty boots and pulled his overalls all the way down, stepping out of them onto the mat a few feet from the girl.

The union suit made Mike look like a bare knuckle fighter from the Wild West and was buttoned all the way down the front to his groin area. Kayleigh's eyes were inevitably drawn in that direction. Although the suit was loose enough, Mike was packing so much meat it was impossible to mistake what was protruding outwards from his crotch. Forcing herself not to stare wide-eyed at it, Kayleigh was pleased Mike wouldn't be able to hide his arousal should her actions have the desired results; the removal of his overalls had been an unexpected bonus. What happened then would be anyone’s guess.......

"Can you remember the moves we did yesterday?"

The man gave a slight nod.

"Great. Can we do those again first then move onto some new ones? It will help us get comfortable."

The pair went through a repeat of yesterday's stunts, Kayleigh smiling up at Mike regularly. As they performed the liberty lift the young girl knew Mike would be looking right at her behind, and would get a good glimpse of at least some of her pert ass and thin panties. They completed the stunts practiced the day before then Kayleigh began to describe what was next. She consciously kept her gaze averted from the man's crotch, wanting to wait until she'd finished her routine before discovering the effect she had on him.

"The next stunt I want to try is called the Scorpion. First of all, you need to squat down since I'll be standing with one leg on your thigh, so I need good balance."

She waited patiently for the big man to squat. Kayleigh held onto his shoulder and stepped onto the muscular leg. Although Mike was squatting his great size compared to the petite blonde meant Kayleigh still had to take a big step up. As she made the step the little panties barely concealing her untouched pussy were completely revealed for a brief second. Mike quickly turned away and Kayleigh allowed herself a little smirk at the color showing in his cheeks.

"Can you use your right hand to hold me just under my knee? Yeah, like that. Then wrap your other hand round the back of my leg and hold it at the front about there. That's perfect. Now I'm balanced," she said, releasing his shoulder.

The man's hand was gripping her thigh halfway up and the schoolgirl was surprised at how good it felt. The sensation of his skin touching her own sent little sparks through her, and Kayleigh felt her heart rate start to rise. She performed the stunt, lifting her other leg up and backwards, grabbing her foot with both hands behind her head so the pose resembled a scorpion's tail. Mike's face was a mask of pure concentration, resolutely avoiding peeking at the girl’s legs stretched apart, the skirt so short it was rendered obsolete. But he wasn't made of stone, and when he gave into temptation and glanced sideways, he could see the small panties had shifted position and a little portion of labia was exposed. He held on to Kayleigh's thigh for dear life and shut his eyes to the explicit display. The eleven-year-old finished her stunt and jumped daintily off the silent man's leg. Her panties moving like that hadn't been intentional, but what the heck. She did feel a little guilty about making Mike so clearly embarrassed, but not enough to stop from carrying out her coup de grace.

"Oh Mike, you've been super helpful. Thank you so much. Just one final stunt then I better let you get back to work, or my uncle will get mad," she said, smiling mischievously, her expression then souring a little when she thought of Bryan Lloyd.

Using that memory as motivation to continue, the nubile girl explained the particulars to the big farmhand. Mike stared at her, hardly able to believe he'd ended up in this situation. Kayleigh could see the conflict in his soulful eyes.

"You'll be great. You're just the type of strong, solid base you need for this type of stunt. I do this stuff all the time. And it's not like you're going to peek, is it?" she asked, coyly.

Mike's jaw clenched. He shook his head no.

He knelt down in front of the preteen, his backside resting onto his heels so the girl actually stood taller than him for once. Her socks and sneakers now removed, she placed one foot on his shoulder, giving him another generous glimpse of barely covered coochie as she did. Kayleigh progressed to both feet on his shoulders, bending over and holding onto his back while the man got the requisite grip of her feet and ankles. Once they were secure Mike slowly rose to his feet, the young girl also straightening up with arms outstretched when the powerful man was steady. It seemed higher than she'd been before, Mike was tall! A chill swept across her briefly for a second then the schoolgirl held her position, desperately wishing she knew what was happening beneath her.

"We need to be able to hold this for half a minute......"

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Mike rose to his considerable full height, concentrating intensely on being solid enough to ensure the girl wouldn't topple over. Just as he began to feel comfortable he heard her angelic voice telling him they needed to stay in place for thirty seconds. The man felt trapped, the challenge to do the right thing becoming harder and harder.

The young girl was teasing him, that much was obvious. What Mike found difficult to understand was why, and to what ultimate end? Was she acting out, rebelling against her parents? The fact she had spied on him the other night was flattering, but could easily be put down to hormones and youthful curiosity going through puberty. The last couple of days the flowering young girl was just testing the boundaries, but this was a whole different level of behavior. What had brought it on?

The big mute liked to think of himself as a decent man, and fairly honorable. He'd moved past his slightly wilder youth and found a place where he felt he belonged and was content. The very occasional clandestine meetings with Shelley Lloyd were not of his making, and he felt powerless to do anything about it without risking his future. So when her niece had enlisted his help he had done so without complaint. Her flirty behavior he accepted stoically, doing nothing to encourage her, she was a child after all. But the cumulative effect of the constant sight of her flawless, shapely, tanned body, and the persistent teasing as she flaunted her burgeoning sexuality had begun to wear Mike down. Young Kayleigh was undeniably stunning, and the proximity of so much perfect, youthful flesh was bringing his natural, unconscious urges to the surface. Mike thought of himself as a decent man. His problem was just that, he was still only a man. Human. With flaws, desires, and needs like any other. There was only so much he could take.

The beautiful, scantily clad eleven-year-old stood with her legs apart on his shoulders, and slowly, inexorably, Mike's head lifted upwards. His eyes took in the toned, supple shape of her thighs, the curve of her perfectly pert, round ass. But most of all, he drank in the pure beauty of her little, puffy vulva pushing against those thin panties, her tight furrow clear as daylight. He noticed the small, damp circle on her underwear right at the middle of her sex and felt his control slipping away. Mike longed to touch it, to feel his fingers slide into her wetness. He experienced a shiver of cold wash over him for a moment. The man was completely in thrall to his desires now, he could sense the blood flowing rapidly to the huge organ hanging between his legs, felt it rise and push against the little clothing he wore.............

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Once the girl judged she had waited long enough she spoke.

"I'm going to do a flip off your shoulders now, so can you get ready to loosen your grip and I'll do it?"

She had practiced this back flip quite regularly for a few months, but always onto a much thicker crash mat. Kayleigh knew she could do it though and focused her mind on the maneuver. The girl felt Mike's grip loosen on her ankles just a touch, then pushed down and flipped a backwards somersault before landing smoothly on the mat.

Beaming with pride, she looked straight at Mike.

"Yes!! Not bad, huh? That....was.....aweso..........."

Her voice trailed off quietly as she noticed the source of the strapping man's obvious discomfort. There it was. The huge, thick appendage she had seen from a distance two nights prior was now straining against its cotton prison just a few feet away. Kayleigh's pulse started racing, the girl incapable of tearing her awestruck gaze away from it. Mike's cock bulged out proudly, the man's expression looking anything but prideful.

My God.

She felt herself trembling. What was she going to do? She'd partly manipulated this into happening, where did things go from here? She was so scared, but she was also shaking with excitement to see the farmhand's nakedness revealed, to stare at that symbol of his virility once again.

A vision of her mother swallowing down her Uncle Bryan's penis, behaving like such a slutty whore, manifested in her mind..............

Kayleigh knew what she was going to do. It was inevitable. It was meant to be, so she believed, and she welcomed it.

She quickly took a couple of steps forward and knelt down in front of Mike, marvelling at the way his package stretched his union suit outwards. It needed to be released; the young girl reached out for the buttons of his clothing.

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As she sought his throbbing tool, Mike placed a hand firmly on her shoulder, giving a slight shake of his head. He couldn't let her do this, as much as he might secretly desire it.

The pretty young tween looked up at him.

"It’s OK.......I know what this means, Mike. I want this."

The girl sounded calm as she spoke. He knew he should put his overalls back on and walk out, there was nothing stopping him. But instead he just stood there, motionless. She looked into his eyes, her own beautiful, blue orbs showing no sign of uncertainty. Mike couldn't fight it. Maybe he wasn't so honorable after all. His hand released her shoulder, stroking her cheek tenderly with the back of it as he stared deeply into those captivating eyes. He pulled his hand back to his side and waited for the young girl, submitting to her.

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Trying to keep her hands from shaking, Kayleigh started to undo the lowest button, situated underneath where the bulge was most prominent. It came loose and she saw mostly shadow and some dark, curly hair where the gap appeared. She knew what would happen when she opened the second button. Her skin was tingling all over, oh, she was so afraid!

The eleven-year-old could feel the solid flesh press firmly against where her fingers nervously worked. Finally the button came undone, helped on its way by Mike's swelling cock which pushed the clothing apart and sprung out in front of Kayleigh's face. Her eyes went wide in shock and excitement, the girl quickly unfastening the next button so the huge penis was completely freed in all its glory. The pubescent girl stared at it in awe; ten inches of thick, stiffening sexual organ that throbbed in front of her, reddish pink as it filled with blood. She noticed the thicker veins that stretched along the full length of the shaft, the polished sheen of the large, mushroom shaped head. The young girl also couldn't help noticing how it curved gently downwards at the end right now, the perfect shape to slide into her mouth and throat. There was something indescribably thrilling and raw about it, and she knew her pussy was beginning to secrete its juices as she stared in fascination.

Kayleigh gulped, as quietly as she could, then moved her head slowly forwards, opening her mouth as wide as possible.

This was it!

Oh my God!

She felt Mike's crown enter her mouth, slide across her tongue and the roof of her mouth, filling all the space. Her mouth closed around his shaft just beyond the glans, feeling the heat from the man's blood flow on her lips. She wasn't really sure what to do, having only a short display from her mother to draw on, but she had a fair idea. The young girl sucked tentatively, pulling her mouth back and forth over his cock head, finding she increasingly enjoyed the warm, wet feeling of his smooth crown against her lips and tongue. She heard a deep, low groan come from Mike's throat as her hot mouth sucked and licked his sensitive tip. The preteen smiled, sensing the pleasure her body was giving him. She relaxed and her mouth began to salivate, lubricating his shaft which she began moving further along as she gained confidence.

Suddenly she heard a sharp hiss from above, the girl scraping her teeth just slightly along the big man's foreskin. She'd forgotten his astonishing size for a moment.

"Sorry," whispered Kayleigh, running her hands up and down Mike's hips and over his glutes, savoring his muscular body. The big man responded tenderly, gently stroking her hair and running his fingers softly through the length of her ponytail.

Opening wide once more she ensured her lips curved over her teeth and took the giant cock into her mouth again. Kayleigh had to open so wide, her jaw aching a little as she kept it stretched in place to accommodate the immense shaft. Gradually the pain subsided as her jaw muscles heated up and extended. The girl breathed loudly through her nose as her mouth became full, feeling Mike's stiff meat overpower her senses. It tasted like a mildly sweaty finger, not wholly unpleasant, and seemed appropriate for the physical, slightly stale smelling man in front of her. It was only then that it truly struck her what she was doing.

She was sucking a penis! An enormous, adult cock!

And she felt so dirty, but so turned on as she performed the taboo, salacious act.

Improvising as she went, Kayleigh gripped the huge dick at the base with her right hand. She held it steady as she began sucking harder and faster on the wet shaft, although she couldn't wrap her petite hand all the way around the massive girth. She was making sloppy, slurping noises as she slobbered eagerly over Mike's engorged penis. Oh Lord, she felt like such a naughty little whore! But it felt so good! The schoolgirl began to feel lightheaded, her young pussy warm and loose. With one hand busy gently squeezing the farmhand's shaft, enjoying the hard yet spongy feeling of it, she thrust her left hand between her legs to rub at her excited little snatch, unsurprised to find it soaking wet.

The young cheerleader felt an incredible sense of empowerment. She held the man's satisfaction completely in her hands. Kayleigh determined things here; she set the tempo, controlled how deep she took his cock. Mike was dependent on her. The girl slowed down a little, starting to slide her mouth further down his length, feeling the ridge of a thick vein against her upper lip as she moved. When half of the big mute's penis had been enveloped by her mouth, Kayleigh felt his tip against the back of her throat and held her breath. She gagged involuntarily, moving back for air.

"Gchhkkh!"

She breathed out in a loud gasp, coughing while thick strands of saliva stretched from her tongue to Mike's cock as it exited her mouth. The beautiful, preteen girl licked her lips and composed herself a moment, letting her mouth produce more fluid, then swallowed his huge tool once more. Kayleigh was determined. This time she maintained her breathing, feeling the hot shaft slide more easily, further and further into her mouth. When it reached the back of her throat she stopped, sharing an intense look with Mike, staring him boldly in the eyes as she breathed calmly in and out. She had reached this point, now she understood a little more what to do as she gradually tried to take more and more of Mike's manhood into her mouth. Kayleigh inhaled as she pulled back, then exhaled whilst inching forward, the curve of the powerful man's cock naturally travelling down her oral cavity. Her throat felt constricted but the youngster found she could still breathe despite the thick blockage. Kayleigh relaxed her throat as best she could, tilting her head slightly to open it a little more then exhaling as she took even more of Mike into her mouth. Now she could feel it sliding down towards her larynx, the thatch of black, pubic hair drawing closer to her nose. She placed her hands on the muscular abdomen of the big man for support, determined to take as much of him as she could. God, it felt like his dick was trying to snake into her stomach, her throat stuffed full with his meat.

Kayleigh suddenly realised his curly strands of pubic hair were nearly touching her lips, she had swallowed practically all of Mike's cock! Her eyes widened at the knowledge and the sensation of fullness in her gullet, tears welling in them. The eleven-year-old gloried in sinful satisfaction. She looked up at Mike intensely, his expression stunned. He was groaning deeply, his breathing loud and ragged, the feeling of his length being wholly devoured making him shake with pleasure.

The schoolgirl shuddered as she withdrew, the thick meat sliding out wetly from inside her throat and mouth, feeling every inch pass tightly against her flesh. She nearly gagged again but managed to hold on, pulling her head back and taking in massive gulps of air as a large amount of saliva dripped messily from her mouth and the end of Mike's huge cock. Smiling lewdly with pride, the nubile young thing drew his dick into her mouth again. Her small hand curled around his girth once more and she sucked on his glans, her tongue lashing hungrily around the sensitive tip. There was a hint of a salty tang inside her mouth, precum mixed in with her own fluids, although the young girl couldn’t understand how close the mute farmhand was to the point of no return. She started to tug eagerly back and forth on Mike's sheath, bobbing her head backwards and forwards at the same time, sucking hard as she did. Kayleigh went faster and faster, lost in her sexual awakening, her head swimming. She wanted to make the man cum and shoot his seed in her mouth, just like her mom had taken her Uncle Bryan. She could hear the sloshy sounds so loud in her head as her wet mouth sucked quickly back and forth. Mike's stomach rippled with tension against her hand and she heard a primal growl of pleasure emanate from deep within him.

The next thing Kayleigh knew was a warm, wet sensation all around the inside of her mouth. She could feel Mike's cock throbbing madly and pulled her head slowly back as she sensed her mouth becoming pumped full of his viscous ejaculate. Ten inches of engorged flesh popped sloppily from Kayleigh's mouth and pulsed hard immediately upon exiting, spurting a thick rope of creamy sperm over her lips and chin. The young girl was taken by surprise but accepted it readily, presenting her face to Mike's throbbing pole, enjoying the heat of the cum she'd induced. The huge penis twitched once more and another long, gooey stream splashed messily onto her semen flooded lips. She felt like such a slut, and it was wonderful! A final pulse of Mike's spent cock deposited a great, creamy gob onto the preteen girl’s collarbone, running down her crop top and onto the diamond shaped area of exposed skin on her chest. A thrilling jolt surged through her virgin pussy when she thought about the huge amount of sperm she had just coaxed from Mike's giant cock.

Kayleigh swallowed greedily, the sexual haze they were cocooned in controlling her actions. The flavor of Mike's cum was slightly earthy, with a salty aftertaste she didn't find too unpalatable, the thick, mucus-like substance flowing slowly down her raw throat. The preteen opened her mouth carefully and ran her tongue over her lips, taking another creamy mouthful of the cum that had pooled there when Mike shot his huge load. Kayleigh parted her lips again to draw in the slightly deflated organ, taking her time to luxuriously slide her mouth up and down along the shaft, collecting the remaining semen from Mike's glorious cock. She could feel his sticky batter on her chin, a thick bead hanging there for a moment before dripping onto her thigh. She couldn't believe how much her filthy behavior had turned her on, her virgin pussy aching for a release just like Mike had experienced.

It was so quiet in the shed; the farmhand's breathing had calmed and there was only the sound of her lips and tongue slurping on his pleasured glans. When Kayleigh felt that she'd drank all the cum Mike had produced she let his dick slip out of her mouth and stood up. She gazed up at him, seeking his eyes and noting the flicker of fear and remorse she saw in them.

"I enjoyed that. So did you. Don't feel guilty. Please, please don't feel guilty," she beseeched him softly.

The girl kissed the man's chest tenderly, feeling a genuine connection to him. Surely he'd longed to thrust into her mouth, fucking her oral cavity as she absorbed his girth; Kayleigh would have been powerless to prevent it. But he'd done none of that, allowing the girl to pleasure him on her own terms. Mike stroked his big hand gently across her cheek, his eyes glistening as he stared at her. He then scrambled to find some fresh rags the girl could use to clean her face, and started to get dressed.

Kayleigh smiled at him.

"You'd better go. I'll see you again soon."

Mike looked down at her, poised to walk out but hesitant about something. Then he bent down and kissed her, pressing his surprisingly soft lips against her own. They remained in that clinch for a few seconds before Mike broke it off, heading towards the door without a glance back.

Kayleigh could feel herself trembling, recovering from the exhilarating last half hour. She had performed oral sex on a grown man, sucking him off and swallowing his oozing sperm like a cheap hooker. It felt so surreal, dizzying. A part of her felt deep rooted shame but mostly she just felt a thrilling adrenaline rush course through her. Her moist pussy still tingled with an ache she yearned to satisfy. When she thought of Mike's magnificent cock scratching that particular itch, goosebumps instantly rose all over her skin.

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After getting herself fully reclothed she left the machinery shed, almost unaware of her surroundings as she walked slowly back to the farmhouse, her mind completely on her sexual encounter. An unexpected voice from behind cut through the girl’s musings.

"Good morning, Miss Kayleigh! What a pleasure to see you this fine day. Have you been workin' hard again?"

She turned slowly around, not really wanting to deal with old Lenny at this particular time. The curly haired man moved away from the barn he had been stood behind onto the path next to Kayleigh.

"Yes, just practicing my cheerleading again. Trying to get better each day."

"I'm sure you must make your mom and dad very proud. It's beautiful out here, don't you think?" he said, indicating the picturesque rolling fields, the sun high on another clear, blue day.

Kayleigh smiled genuinely.

"Yes, I love it here, some of my favorite memories are from this place."

"I'm not surprised. I like to come out here from time to time to watch and listen for all the nature living around us. I got myself a newfangled cell phone so I could take some pretty pictures. The country means a lot to me.

Would you be so kind as to pose for a photo in front of the barn here? If it's a good one I'll pass it on to your folks."

The schoolgirl didn't see any harm in that, and Lenny was being perfectly charming. Maybe all of the goings-on two days ago really were innocent. Perhaps the old farmhand felt guilty about getting aroused.

Kayleigh smiled as she stood in front of the barn.

"That’s perfect! Thank you kindly. I managed to get some really interesting, unusual pictures earlier when I was out on the fields. C'mere, I'll let you see 'em."

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as Kayleigh approached the gray-haired man.

"See, there's the picture I just took of you. Pretty, ain't it? And the camera really picks up the detail good."

Kayleigh saw herself smiling and posing.

"But these ones I got earlier are my favorites."

The man swiped his screen to the left to show the next photo. The picture was zoomed in slightly so the quality wasn't as high, and there were metal parts cutting across obstructing the view. But right there in the middle of the screen she could clearly see Mike standing semi-naked, his erect penis jutting out. And there she was, her lips wrapped around his shaft, an innocent, eleven-year-old girl sucking a huge cock like it was a popsicle. Lenny continued to swipe the screen, Kayleigh and Mike's dirty secret laid bare in front of her. There must have been some sort of removable panel or vent at the rear of the shed they weren't aware of. The young girl felt her stomach lurch as she looked at the explicit pictures.

"I even managed to take a video!" exclaimed the old pervert, excitedly.

Her heart sinking, Kayleigh saw a zoomed in, side-on video of Mike squirting his cum all over her face, then Kayleigh happily gulping down the excess still escaping from his tip. She let out a quiet moan of despair.

"What do you want?" she demanded, her tone resigned and dejected.

"Well, you see, in truth this is as much about what you want as it is me. We want the same thing; you getting the satisfaction you deserve. Now I know Mike had the best time he's had in a long while this mornin', I could see the joy on his face, though mostly it was on yours."

Lenny chuckled at his own crude joke then continued.

"My point is, what did you get out of it? Oh, I'm sure you had fun and all, but I'll wager your sweet li'l pussy is still hot with a need for somethin' it didn't get. You don't have to say anything, I know I'm right. Yeah, I may be a dirty old man, but I've been at peace with that for a long time. And I know I can give you what your body wants, deep down where you have to be honest with yourself, young Miss Lloyd. Big Mike, he's a helluva guy, won't hear a bad word about him. But sadly, and it's just so unfortunate.......he can't give you that beautiful feelin' you gave him. I can. And you deserve that, you really do."

Kayleigh stared at him, unable to think of anything to say. What was most upsetting was the element of truth to what he was saying. She dearly wished Mike could reciprocate this morning but that was impossible.

"So, if you're just even a little interested in what I offered, go back to your favorite place at seven tonight. You don't have to do it, you do have a choice, little lady. But it would be a crying shame if your daddy were to see his little girl like that........"

The gorgeous tween turned and trudged back to the farmhouse, her world slowly crumbling apart. But before she had completed two steps the old farmhand called out,

"And wear that cute little outfit you have on underneath. It really suits you."

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For the remainder of the afternoon Kayleigh spent her time with her mom, dad, and Aunt Shelley. She was distracted, mulling over in her head if Lenny really would expose her and Mike. It would tear the whole fabric of the farm dynamic and her father's heart apart if he did. But could she take the chance that he wouldn't follow through on his thinly veiled threat?

There was also the not-so-small issue of Lenny being right when he said she wanted what Mike experienced. She had a vague understanding she was going through a sexual awakening, Kayleigh desired that release the man had received. She could tell from his low moans and the tremors of his body how good she'd made him feel. The eleven-year-old wanted that badly, more than she cared to admit. Right then the family were in the dairy shed and Kayleigh was milking one of the cows, the bucket filling beneath the bloated udders. The schoolgirl smiled to herself, thinking it wasn't the first thing she'd thoroughly milked today. Her father saw her face and said,

"It’s a nice feeling, isn't it honey?"

"Yes Daddy, it is," said Kayleigh happily, thinking about something entirely different from her father.

For the rest of the afternoon the pubescent girl wrestled with her thoughts, still unsure about what she should do. She became steadily more anxious as it got closer to the anointed time. Finally, she made her decision.

Kayleigh ate dinner quietly, involving herself with the family conversation only sparingly. She asked to be excused for the evening and retired to her bedroom. It was six thirty.