Wow, was that the wrong thing to say. Pete was around 16 or 17 and I was 10 and afraid of older boys who sometimes bullied me at school because I was...small. Ha! Ok, on your knees and lick the branch where you pee'ed you little pervert. Yuck, I thought but getting a whipping from my dad was not an alternative so I kneeled down and stuck out my tongue and licked the branch as Pete watched.Nah, that's not enough. Pete was now beside me and it finally dawned on me that I had my shorts and. Almost everyone in our family is a cook, chef, restaurant, café, bakery owner, etc. I just find it funny how none of us are French, Italian or mostly Spanish. Somewhere in our blood there maybe some of that, but over all were American which is a first. But anyways with all the yapping out of the way the only person in our family that stands out most would be our Grandpa. The man used to be a great chef until he retired for no good reason. He just stopped and enjoyed the rest of his life cooking. That was a good move.The next weekend was a day-long horseback trip. They made friends with a couple of guys who invited them to dinner afterwards. Milly was enjoying her drinks and announced that horses weren’t the only creatures who liked to be ridden. If the guys would spring for a hotel room the gals would provide “dessert”. Twenty-two points apiece were racked up with a twist. After the first round, the gals went to the bathroom to pee and returned to the other bed. That shortened the. It wasn't as large as her ex's but it quite long and filled her nicely.Molty stood next to Nun and began to fondle her breasts. Nun reached out a hand and started to stroke the fat British man's cock for him. So surprise to her Molty’s cock is hung like a horse. She though how luck she was to have three nice older men (with a quite big cocks)interested in her. Now she felt in the ecstasies of 3 old sausages and their grunting in pleasure.Nun couldn't see anything but felt her pussy contract. .