Amanda was beaming as she clung to her new husband.The song ended. The spotlight faded. The bride and groom separated, Amanda going over to Dad and le...ding him onto the dance floor with her. Paul did the same with his mother, a dignified looking woman with occasional strands of gray accenting her almost black hair. The music started and the couples, parent and child, danced. The process was repeated, this time with Amanda dancing with Paul's father while Paul danced with Mom.Lastly, the best. Mommy says it's important to make sure there's no oil in there, because it could get germs or an infection."With that, she stood up, bent over the table, and rested her chest on her good arm, eyes facing down. She spread her legs wide, and waited for me to towel off the oil from her pussy. The sight of her young, well-toned, naked ass peering back at me made my heart skip a beat. I slowly and carefully wiped her down, as I allowed my finger to contact the soft flesh between her legs. When. .. all this for a horse?”“He is no horse! A horse cannot draw pictures in the sand. A horse cannot play games with you. A horse cannot shield you from the rain with its wing! A horse cannot ... a horse cannot be your best friend. A horse cannot hit you when you are being rude to others, or congratulate you when you are kind to others. A horse cannot share in your vision to see the top of Olympus, to challenge the gods and their rule!”The white of his eyes grew with his rage, until the road. If she had known Thad was going to come over, and that it would lead to a rollickingsession for the three of them, she would have taken an afternoon bath. But her lackof recent cleansing hadn’t seemed to bother Thad. It never did. In fact, he had oncetold her that he liked her to smell like a woman rather than a bar of soap.She felt the same way about him. Looking up at his splendid penis, standing in fullsalute above her, she wanted to take the juicy thing into her mouth and suck on itandshe.