Gen and Sherry were still sleeping several hours later. Draped languidly over the bales of hay, the warm sun had dried most to the cum that covered their bodies, leaving only moist areas between their thighs where the silky, smooth cream still oozed from their pussies when they moved. Gen wakened first and stretched, running her hands over her body. She was still proud of herself and the way she looked, with very full breasts ending in dollar sized areolas and constantly hard, long nipples. Her tummy showed a little roundness and her legs were firm.
She raised her legs, placing her feet on the bale she lay on. Letting her legs fall outward, she opened her thighs and pussy to the warmth of the sun. Moving her hands downward, she spread the full, pouty lips of her pussy and felt her hardening clit glide from its sheath. Flicking her fingers across her pearl, she arched her back and enjoyed the sensations. Gen continued to caress herself, occasionally slipping a finger inside until her breath came in short, rapid gasps and she again orgasmed. Totally oblivious to her surroundings, Gen now looked over to her sister and found that they had quietly been surrounded be a large group of their former servants. She and Sherry knew many of the men by sight, having grown up with them working their field. On occasion, the two girls and even hidden by the river and watched them bathe, marveling at the size of their manhood as a group. Now they were being the ones watched and at first startled and a little frightened, Gen soon found herself becoming aroused yet again.
