Lubing up his finger he inserted it and told me he was going to be more thorough than last year especially since I was having sex back there. He tol... me to relax and it felt so good when he was moving his finger in and out of me and then back in to tickle my prostrate. I started signing and moaning and he continued to finger me. while telling me how my "pussy" looked good I was taking good care of myself, did any of this hurt and I just continued to moan, seemed like he fingered me forever. Suddenly the pavement didn’t feel bad. It was kind of stimulating. I began to approach the gravel and right before it there was a patch of sand in the shade. My toes sank into the cool sand which was exhilarating. Then, I thought of my man again as I stepped onto the sharp pieces of gravel. I yelped in pain, then I pressed on and began to get hot as I tossed the bags into the dumpster. I turned around and walked back not even thinking about the rocks and hot asphalt because I knew who wanted a. . we're almost out of them and after we're done we're going to start a family.. Shh! Don't tell anyone!” I didn't know how to play it off and said don't worry! No one will know! And she hugged me tightly and I hugged her awkwardly making sure I hid my hard on as good as possible. She noticed how awkwardly I was standing and looked down and saw how dirty my shirt was. “Oh you're so dirty! You should put on your uncles shirt..” She tore off my shirt and stood in a gaze for a minute. It wasn't. Amy was popular and a star basketball player. Her grades were good and she was on the way to a scholarship for college. Then there was their mom, Sara at 5 foot 8 125 pounds 34 C cup shoulder length auburn hair and an ass that was any teen boys wet dream Chapter 2 It was a warm Sunday afternoon in mid September Pete and his Dad was working in the paddock. Pete was repairing a broken stirrup on a saddle, and his Dad, was doing some ground work with a two year old colt. Something.