When she'd married, she and her husband Philip had moved a couple of hundred miles away where they weren't able to come and visit her parents or his a...l that frequently. Finally, they arranged to come and spend the holidays with Pam's parents and it was one of the most momentous holidays that any of them could remember in a long time.Pam had been taller than normal during high school, and she'd grown into a beautiful statuesque brunette. Philip was also rather tall and they made a beautiful. His balls were hanging low and heavy. They were covered with a few long dark pubic hairs. I stuck out my tongue and started to gently lick to bottom of his scrotum. The skin was soft and smooth. My nose was at the base of his shaft. All I could smell was his strong scent. I kept licking and could feel his pubes were rubbing my face in unison to my strokes. When I hit the little line in the middle of his I could feel him tense up a little. Aha, I thought. I found a tender spot. Maybe I. .. when only governments are allowed to behave barbaricly, So she was frustrated and she simmered with pent-up anger.One day, Maisy had gone into the Silver palace Saloon to rinse down the dust in her throat. She was wearing jeans, a vest, a Stetson and boots, none of which detracted one little bit from the fact that Maisy had a spectacular body, with big tits, wide hips and an ass like a grindstone. Her long, blonde hail trailed out from her hat and, since her shirt was mostly unbuttoned, her. "See nothing to it!" I said. She gave me a faint smile and looked away after I had finished. After refilling the drinks, with a bit of alcohol in it, we continued to talk and the conversation became more relaxed.After a while she asked me if she could pee on purpose and if I would mind. I told her to go right ahead and she spread her legs a little so I could see the approximate place where the stream would erupt from. She peed in a good steady stream down her legs and she looked down while she.