Desperately, seeking some measure of control, I tried to think of other things, ice, snow, garbage, anything to distract me from the incredible sensat...ons shooting into my body as a result of what the gorgeous teen-ager was doing to me. ‘Ahhh!’ I moaned when she licked the tip, then swirled her tongue around and down the super-sensitive flesh. I laid my head back and closed my eyes. Try as I would to tone down the sensations rocking me, I couldn’t, even with my eyes closed. A picture of that. The rest of the house was cleaned up and she had just changed the sheets on all the beds two days ago, so there wasn’t anything for her to do but go help in the barn. Papa had fed the cats and was working on the computer, he kept excellent records and really didn’t even need the computer, as he had it all stored in his head. Only a short time later an older pick up came rushing down the lane. A lanky young man got out and headed to the barn.“Hello, I’m Dave; I called this morning about a. I slowed, backing off the ledge of my mounting finale. I slid slowly over Sams pleasure spot, slowly back, and slooowly forth. And that was it for him. UHHHHHNNN! I watched his little cock spasm. Once. Twice. Three short spurts of milky-white boy juice. The rest dribbled out of his softening boy stick and pooled at his belly button. Riley must have felt the pleasure in his twins voice, and he moaned, about to cum his little manly cum. No you dont! I said, pulling myself out and off of the boys.. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “It is so fucking beautiful,” she whispered. “And you’re shaved.” My hands involuntarily moved to cover my genitalia. I stopped myself. “Mamma always said that if you’re going to shave your legs, you might as well shave your garden.” “It’s so fucking sexy,” said Chantelle. That gave me the permission to kick away the panty and spread my legs wider. I touched myself for the first time in the presence of another person. Chantelle started shooting again, her camera.