Beau and I swam up to him and Beau put her hands on his thigh and started talking as little girls do, whereas I treaded water close by his other thigh...my eyes were on his cock, because every time Beau moved her hands closer it jerked as if having a life and mind of its own.Beau saw it too as did the old man as he observed us and he laughed, then Beau wrapped her legs around his dangling leg, with his foot nestled into her soft crotch, she was slowing humping his foot and the glaze in her eyes. Knowing I probably won’t be able to cum quickly, I take my time enjoying the whole event. I pump and pound, making my balls rhythmically slap her clit area. I reach around to get a handful of her right tit while continuing in and out of her tight yet slippery pussy. I am planning on pulling out and covering her back with my cream, but I can’t quite get to orgasm. I pull out and roll her into the missionary position. She asks if I have a condom, knowing that I am soon to be having my second. Inside of the cow?"The others clicked into it, and there was a chorus of Eeewww around thetable."She needed help," Rachael said simply. "I just helped. It was JJ whodid most of the work." Don't listen to her, girls," Robert said. "Rachael is a born farmer.She tamed a wild horse earlier and then rode it bareback. She was goingso fast I couldn't keep up on another horse. With a saddle." Come on guys," Rachael protested, turning quite red. "It wasn't thatspecial."Right after lunch came History,. And yet, each time we had sex it seemed like the very first time we'd done the 'nasty' five years before. I didn't need to fantasize about a pretty woman I'd seen or a famous celebrity while we were fucking because She was the fantasy. In a way it was like 10 X 10 =100. I found I could shift my consciousness so that I was no longer a man who's balls slapped her asshole while we were fucking...it's as if my mind entered the testicles and I was them for a few minutes. Or an erection, sliding.