" I removed my shirt and folded it over the back of a chair. I kicked off my loafers. They got shoved aside as I removed my jeans. My cock peeked out ...he bottom of my knit boxers as I stood on one foot and removed a leg from my jeans.I turned as I dropped the boxers so Tiffany would see what I had. Her eyes lit up and she said reverently, "Houston, we do not have a problem."Juanita stepped around in front of me, took one look at what I was packing and exclaimed, "Holy sheet! Then she silently. She told me of her break up and we walked down a long secluded lane .The sun was fading and little midges like fruit flies were swarming in clusters in the warm air.The air smelt of freshly cut hay. We walked for a while and then she put her hand in mine and steered me towards a gate into a huge field full of freshly cut hay.She stopped me and stood in front of me and pulled me toward her and kissed me full on the lips.Her touch was soft and tender. In those days anything like that gave me a. "Mother pushed Daddy' s hand away from between her legs and rolled over. Dad stood up and I could see his cock sticking out, damn he was hard, how could mother refuse that? Dad picked up his robe and turned to her. “You fucking bitch! You can fuck all our friends at the clubs, but you couldn't fuck me?” I saw it was time for the next stage in our plan. I hurried down to the den and turned on the TV. Dad didn’t know that mother and I knew he had started peeping in on me whenever he could, when. Furthermore, it wasn’t the kindof mud he was used to, the usual clumpy admixtureof water and earth. This cave mud had no lumps init at all, it was as smooth and consistent as abowl of rich man’s porridge, only black insteadof white. And, like the pool water, it smelt ofsulphur but not strongly enough to be anirritant. Yet, with his bare buttocks trying tofind somewhere comfortable on the stone ledge,and almost all of the rest of his body plasteredwith the gooey mud, Hal was having.