Just as I was getting my mood on and stoking my cock.There as a knock on the door.I sitched off the vcr and straightened my pants and went for the doo....It was sheela chechi,she was done with her chores.She came in and noticed my face and my boner.She knew what I was upto.She asked me why I was so horny all the time.I laughed, she said that shes going to the temple so wash up and accompany her.I took a bath got ready and went down.I was in for quite a shock,sheela chechi was dressed in a saree,. He did not release us…he placed the glass to my lips…apparently I was thirsty and the water tasted a little lemony, just how I liked it.Then he did the same for Ben…only with the other glass. Guess the bastard has no qualms of forcing a mother and son to rub their nude bodies against each other, but to share water is different.For some reason…I guess I must have been totally dehydrated…had to have him finish the whole glass…and the bastard obliged.In the few moments it took for the bastard to. For me, being on horseback seemed to raise me up, allowed my thoughts to clarify and my focus sharpen. I became more aware of my surroundings while on a horse.Today, being on a horse meant focusing on the lessons of Sister Juniper. I had long since learned what I needed to know about horses themselves, the 'care and feeding' part of horse training. Sister Juniper was attempting to teach the military uses of the horse. We discussed the use of horse to move troops and supplies. We discussed the. I did a loop around the school and the park. I headed back down the alley and towards our back door. Sweat poured off me as I slowed to a fast walk to cool down. I stopped on the drive and did some stretching exercises to ensure I didn’t have any muscle lockups. As I bent over at the waist and gripped my ankles, I suddenly became acutely aware of an extra set of eyes watching me. I looked up and Bob was standing behind his privacy fence, peering over it and right at me. “Nice,” Bob remarked..