All she had on was her garter belt and her black stockings.She looked into her fathers face and saw desire in his stare. He was looking at her breasts..."Do you think they're too small?" she asked as her hands cupped her tits and offered them to her father. "They're not very big, only a B cup." Honey, I've never seen anything more beautiful." His hands went to her breasts as his lips touched hers. They had kissed thousands of times, but that was a father-daughter kiss. It was a very passionate. Now in our late twenties, we've started cruising. Hitting the rodeo circuit. Partially because we love bronc riding and steer wrestling, and partially because the rodeo grounds and local country bars are prime hunting grounds for tracking down straight guys who are willing to walk the line with us—experiment. Let us show them what it feels like to really cum.Intense, convulsive, soul-shattering surges of relentless, mind-blowing cum.—but that's just my experience.—and Garrett's.—and most. Before long, on Helen’s instruction I was lodged deep within her and we were see-sawing our way to orgasmic release. It was relaxed (to some extent) and involved much eye contact as we sought to regain that deep intimacy we had before the break. We did not speak of this, but our physical need for closeness spoke for us.The weather smiled on us over the whole five days with varying amounts of cloud, but an absence of the rain for which North Wales is usually famous. It was also warm for the end. We were unaware also that the boy next door had a few buddies overshooting hoops. They heard the commotion & came to the fence to see what wasgoing on & saw the girls naked getting their assholes bat fucked. 1 of themthen startled us by saying "That looks like fun, can we join you?" Carl justsaid "Yea, come on around. I'll open the gate." That was NOT necessary though.5 boys quickly jumped over the fence to join us. They all were about 17 or 18 &had just graduated High School a few weeks ago..