{"product_id":"2940158045004","title":"Regina of Sunnydale Farm: A Tale of Voyeurism, Adult Nursing \u0026 Billionaires Behaving Badly","description":"When her father finally makes good on his threat to freeze her bank accounts, pampered princess Regina is forced to get a job. She ends up at a dairy farm, bored to death. That is until she stumbles upon the top-secret side business... \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWill Regina be able to convince her boss to let her trade her manure shoveling duties for some sexy lingerie and a pair of engorged breasts loaded with delicious cream?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEXCERPT:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEven though there were two other guys who worked on the farm, they were locals who lived somewhere else. Ellis and I were the only ones living in the house. You would think this would force us to hang out together and form some kind of a friendship. But this is not what happened.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEvery night after we ate the made dinner for us, Ellis would say goodnight to me, and he'd leave the farmhouse. On the third night I asked him where he went every night.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Out,\" he said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn the fourth night I asked him if I could join him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Nope,\" he said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn the fifth night, I made the decision to join him whether he liked it or not. I was developing a serious case of cabin fever, and I was in desperate need of some outside stimulation. Plus, I was dying of curiosity. I didn't have the slightest idea what Ellis could be doing with his nights. He didn't even take the truck out. Wherever he was ending up was within walking distance.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd so on the fifth night, after I'd helped Ellis wash and dry the dishes and put them away, I played it cool while he grabbed his jacket and his keys.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"See you tomorrow, Regina,\" he said with a wave.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Bye, Ellis.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI waited a couple of minutes, and then I quietly stole out of the house. I'd nearly left it too long, but I could just see Ellis's figure bobbing up and down on the gravel path that led back into the property away from the main road.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKeeping a safe distance between us, I followed him down the winding path for about a half a mile or so, which led to a little wooden clapboard house nestled in the woods.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow interesting...\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe first day I arrived at the farm, Ellis drove me all over the property to give me the lay of the land, but he had conveniently omitted this house. It was a lot smaller than the main farmhouse, and it looked like it was painted white. What I found very interesting was that the place was definitely inhabited. The lights coming from inside made the house glow like a beacon in the dark forest. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI watched as Ellis walked over to a storage shed next to the house. He went inside and emerged moments later with a metal cask. It looked like the ones used for storing the cow's milk in, only it was much smaller. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat in the world...\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe cask was clearly empty because he was easily able to hike it up in his arms and carry it to the front door of the house. He didn't bother to knock; instead he opened the door and went inside, bringing the metal cask along with him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow odd...\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCrouching low on the ground, I hurried over to the side of the house. What with the amount of light spilling outside, I was confident that I'd be able to see what was going on in that house, and that I would remain obscured by the darkness. I knelt below one of the windows and cautiously raised my head to look inside.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat on earth?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw what was inside. Ellis was making out with a buxom redhead in lacy white lingerie. He stroked her ass as he kissed her, and she ran her hands up and down his thighs. That alone wasn't enough to shock me, of course. Ellis was a grown man. Whatever. Big deal. No, what shocked me was the blonde in a pink negligee and the brunette in a silky green tank top with matching pajama pants that watched Ellis and the redhead from the sofa.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter a moment, Ellis pulled away from the redhead to walk over to the sofa. He leaned down to lay a big, wet kiss on the blonde as he stroked one of her enormous tits. And then he turned to the brunette and gave her an equally passionate kiss. Her tits strained against the fabric of her tank top, and I watched as Ellis slid his hand under there to give her a gentle squeeze.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI couldn't believe it. Ellis Remington, The Golden Child himself, had some sort of harem hidden away in the middle of the woods. If my father only knew... 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