. John poured us drinks. I had professed not to be much of a drinker, so he chose for me. It was actually very good."Now then, Tom, I am sure you note... the likeness of you to the drawings in the family history room. Would you care to comment?" John asked casually."Well, either it is a distant relative, or someone who had the good fortune to look like me," I said, tongue in cheek.Evelyn laughed."He's got you there, John" she said, still chuckling."The likeness between the two of you is uncanny.. The edges turned up slightly, bulging down and arcing up, water collected in the distended material, water balloons sighing with envy. She glances back at me, catching my gaze for a second. Something glistens in her eye slightly, from the rain probably; but maybe not. My breath catches slightly in my throat. Not the rain.The bench she leads me to is covered by the tent, but only barely. Wind shifts and rain blows in sideways and up and down and we sit there. Staring at each other. Saying. Sure enough they went on to show her being fucked and by looking at the time, it was a long fuck, now I've got a 6" cock but this guy was much longer and thicker but he was in his 60's short and fat, so I guess it's true that when it comes down to it, it's all about size. Obviously there had to be the gapping dripping cunt shots just to further humiliate me, I was told I had to wear condoms as she had come off the pill, it was a different story here though, I had never seen her gape ever, it. Brazenly, I reach down and press his hand flush against my fanny. “You’re so wet.” “It’s your fault.” Tom chuckles and kisses me through the lace, I whimper with arousal and let my hips buck up. I lift my hips for him to pull down the thong, letting him see my shaven mound. Spreading my lips with his finger, he sinks his mouth onto my snatch, licking between my labia to find my sweetness. I moan as his tongue finds its way inside me, pleasuring me until I shiver with pleasure and my hips.