Putting my phone away, I looked back out at the field and then up at the afternoon sky before sighing to myself as I headed back out to the field; I still had a lot of work to do.
"As tedious as this is, it's a nice change of pace, I will add; I would just prefer if I had someone assisting me." Muttered Pharoah with a faint smile before eyeing the farmhouse, specifically Hana, who was sitting inside, enjoying the AC while sipping iced lemonade.
Ignoring Mom enjoying herself, I grabbed the shovel and got to digging, removing the weeds and other plants that should've been growing here; it wasn't until an hour later that Mom finally returned outside, causing me to give her a bland expression, though she either didn't see it, or she ignored it. I'm betting on the latter, though.
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Stabbing the shovel into the ground, I sat down on the porch and looked up at the sky, which was slowly getting dark as the sun set, and I will say, without all of the buildings in the way, it was quite a beautiful sight; it felt more natural, in my opinion.
"After a hard day's work, this would be the time when I take a shower and eat the food my wife cooked while she gives me a sloppy blowjob for my efforts; unfortunately, I only get to eat Mom's cooking, and Sara isn't here to give me a blowjob." Said Pharaoh softly while letting his mind wander, causing a certain part of his body to be more lively than usual.
While thinking about all the nasty things I wanted to do with Sara, I went against my better judgment and started scrolling through pictures of her on my phone, and I definitely shouldn't have done that. There was a video of her fingering herself, a picture of her aggressively rubbing her butt on my face, a picture of her mouth full of my cum, a picture of the bulge in her throat when I faced fucked her, and a picture of her spreading her butt, which was leaking of my cum.
"Ugh, fuck me, this isn't fair! I don't even need to fuck it; just let me lick it or something; I'd even be willing to settle for a few sniffs." Muttered Pharaoh with a desperate expression as he continued to scroll through his phone, even going so far as to lick his screen on a few super vulgar photos.
Eventually, I managed to compose myself and put my phone away, though that was only because I heard Mom approaching; otherwise, I would've stayed looking at those pictures to my heart's content.
'Haa, I'm really down bad, but since it's only for Sara, my girlfriend, it's not that bad.' Mused Pharaoh with a sigh as he forced his erection down, just in time for Hana to walk from around the house.
"Oh, there you are; I've been looking for you; can you help me, Pharaoh? I got the tractor stuck in a ditch." Asked Hana as she stood before Tut and glanced at him, slightly blushing in shame, which only depended on the look he gave her.
"Haa, Mom, I love you, but I don't think you're farming material; also, why do you keep messing with the tractor?" Said Pharaoh with a groan as he stood up and just blankly eyed Hana, who turned around and walked away while he followed.
"How else am I supposed to learn how to properly use the tractor? Also, I married a farmer; I think I should be farming material." Stated Hana with a slight frown as she glanced at Pharaoh toward the end, who just shook his head and opted to stay silent.
Again, I couldn't fault Mom's logic, as she was entirely correct; once we arrived at the ditch, which was in the destroyed field I had made when I had accidentally kicked too hard, though, to be fair, how was I supposed to know that skeleton was suddenly about to grab me?
'I better check on that well, just to be safe.' Thought Pharoah with a wary expression as he eyed the stone well in the distance while approaching the tractor, which was stuck in a familiar-looking hole.
Looking at the tractor stuck in the hole, I glance back at Mom to my left, only for her to look away while whistling.
"Mom."
"Y-Yes, Pharaoh?"
"This isn't a ditch, that's a whole ass crater! How did you get the tractor stuck in that? It should've been next too impossible to miss. Were you texting and driving or something?" Remarked Pharaoh as he eyed Hana while pointing at the small crater in the ground, causing her to blush even more intently and look away.
"I-I was thinking about something, and I forgot where I was driving." Muttered Hana, trying to come up with an excuse, though whether it was true or not, Pharaoh wasn't buying it.
Sighing, I leaped down into the crater and grabbed the tractor before floating out and landing on the ground beside Mom, who was staring at me with a complicated expression, which caused me to frown, only to remember where we were standing.
'My crater, huh? No wonder she'd be displaying such a complicated expression.' Mused Pharaoh lightly as he looked at the crater, only to shake his head while gently setting the tractor down before leaning down and kissing Hana on the cheek.
"You good, Mom?" Asked Pharaoh curiously as he backed away, though the kiss alone was enough to break her out of her trance or daydream.
"Huh? Y-Yeah, I'm good; I was just thinking about something." Replied Hana softly with a faint smile as she nodded before once again going silent, constantly glancing between Pharaoh and the crater.
Shaking my head at whatever she was thinking, I picked her up by her underarms and set her in the tractor, which I started pushing back to the barn while Mom silently sat there the whole ride.
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"Haa, I'm taking a shower." Said Pharaoh with a yawn as he stepped into the farmhouse after taking off his shoes outside, while Hana followed right behind him, silent as ever.
"Yes, me too." Muttered Hana briefly as she glanced at Pharaoh before walking upstairs, while he just looked at her figure until she entered her room.
I wasn't really worried about Mom, since she seemed to be deeply contemplating something, though if I had to guess, with all the looks she's been giving me, it's about me. However, I wasn't too bothered; whatever it was, Mom would either tell me or not, and I was happy with both ways.
Heading upstairs, I entered the bathroom, closed the door, and stripped until I was naked, making sure there wasn't a snake in there, I hopped into the shower and started washing, subconsciously releasing a sigh of satisfaction from the warm water hitting my skin.
"Haa, that's the spot; if only Sara were here if she were, I'd lift one of her legs into the air and fuck her pussy. What's that position called anyway?" Said Pharaoh lightly, his dick becoming hard as he envisioned Sara wiggling her thick ass before him, just waiting to get pounded by his BBC.
Unfortunately, Sara wasn't here, so amidst my raging hard-on, I finished cleaning myself before exiting the show and drying myself off; wrapping the towel around my lower half, which had calmed down now, I grabbed my farmer clothes and left the bathroom, only to enter my room immediately after.
Grabbing my Powerpuff Girls PJs, I put them on, only to frown slightly when I felt them tightly hugging my body as I looked in the mirror.
"Eh, I need a bigger size; god dammit. Well, whatever, I've already got this one, so I'm wearing it for tonight at least." Muttered Pharaoh as he looked at himself in the mirror before shrugging his shoulders and tossing his dirty clothes into a hamper to be washed for later.
Leaving my room, I walked downstairs, listening as Sara talked with a random person, trying to glean some information, though whoever she was speaking to didn't say a word and completely ignored her.
Since Mom was still in her room, I figured I'd cook dinner for us tonight, and while I wasn't as good as Mom, I thought myself a decent chef; at least, I was confident my food wouldn't taste like shit.
"I could actually probably be a pretty damn good chef, given my sense of smell and taste, but eh, don't really want to be one." Said Pharaoh to himself as he grabbed a few ingredients from the fridge and freezer, along with a pan and a couple of seasonings.
I was making tacos, because is there ever a bad time to not eat tacos? I thought so. Once I finished with the meat, I grabbed the already pre-made taco shells and filled twelve tacos with meat while eating the remaining straight out from the pan.
Adding the necessities to call a taco a taco, I added lettuce, cheese, and sour cream; there were a few other things I could add, but I'd leave that for Mom.
"Perfect timing, Mom; I just got done finishing dinner. Tacos!" Said Pharaoh with a slight smile as he glanced at Hana walking down the stairs before showing the tray of twelve tacos, though, just like previously other than a nod, she hardly reacted.
I could feel my face twitching from the lack of reaction I got from her, but I didn't dwell on it for long and gave her a plate of three tacos, which she thanked me for before heading to the dining table, grabbing three tacos as well, I followed Mom and sat opposite of her. The entire time neither of us spoke, Mom was too busy thinking while I was listening to Sara and the people around her, learning more about where she was and what she was doing.
'Hmm, Space ship? Now that's interesting and dangerous.' Mused Pharaoh with a raised eyebrow as he glanced at Hana, who finished her final taco before suddenly eyeing him.
"Pharaoh, I-I need to tell you something." Said Hana solemnly as she eyed Pharaoh with a hardened gaze.
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Uh oh, it looks like the time has finally come for Pharaoh; and speaking of him, he needs to get a better lock down on his lust, cause he truly is down bad.