Dash was just about to fall to his knees and begin a blowjob on my limp dick when his wife, Maddy, walked into the barn and witnessed our compromised position. Near the barn’s open door stood her thin frame in the afternoon sunlight. She shook her head in a possible state of disgust and said, “Well, look what we have here. It seems you have your hands full at the moment, Dash. What are we going to do about this?”49: Maddy Unleashed
Maddy Shore’s rage was everything to fear. If God Himself opened heaven and came down to Earth, it was through that woman’s powerful voice as she screamed, “Dash, get your goddam hand off Joe’s dick right now!”
Dash listened, ready to battle with his once-beloved.
I slipped my cock back into its cove of fabric, zipped and buckled up. Had Maddy seen my privates? I wasn’t sure. How could I be sure when that unfortunate scene had only taken place in just a few short seconds of time?