He slowly pushed the door open and repeated, “Kristyn? Is everything okay, dear?” He was shocked to find her sitting on her bed, naked. Her young,...pale body contrasting nicely against her pink bed sheets. “Do you like them, Sir?” Kristyn asked nervously, arching her back and poking her chest confidently out at him as he stood in the doorway, frozen in place with his mouth agape. It was a complete shock to see this girl, who was almost like family, naked in her own bed and presenting herself. You need to help me.”“with what mom? I can’t help you with anything like that…if you mean you want to shave or something you don’t need me for anything” Jon said, surprisingly not turned on by the proposal but kind of grossed out. Once the real thought of having to shave a sagging pussy and smelly butthole suddenly lost it any kind of kinkiness and became a frightful though. He couldn’t bring himself to actually smell his mother shit and not gag. It was all just fantasy, just like when he ever. We lost 4 oxen during the day from fear or being hit by wagons when they got away from us. Other oxen are in bad shape but should survive. Several of the wagons were damaged and one wagon had a damaged wheel that had to be replaced. I gave them the extra wheel I got when I replaced mine. It was almost the same size and everyone thought it would last until we got to a blacksmith. We started loading the wagons after repairs were made and everyone was down. Being men, we loaded the wagons in no. No hard feelings. I said that I was fine (when I was actually a wreck) and that I would severely berate myself later if I didn’t ‘give it a go’ when the chance was there. He assured me that he felt the same way and then calmly asked me if it would help matters if he were to simply fondle my crotch? I was stunned for just a second or two before answering that ‘yes’ maybe it would help.He got up from the bed and took a couple of paces towards me and I stood up directly in front of him. He then.