. I'm a Bush Baptist). I stood up. Where the hell was I? There was a road ( yellow brick? ... get out of here! ) in front of me and while I deliberate... as to which way to go I heard some shouting and laughter coming from my left. I made my way towards the sounds and came upon a house with a veranda stood in a substantial sized garden, with bushes and flowerbeds dotted about. A young girl, about 16 I guess, was being molested by four youths of about the same age. She was shouting and crying. As I started to get out of my suit the door opened and in came Kay, she had about four bags and had obviously made the most of her shopping trip. Can I help I asked? No I am fine Kay said but you could get me a drink. Kay placed the bags on the bed and I handed her a glass of wine, so what did you buy I ask? Well Kay said, I went and got this and opened the first large bag and pulled out a red lace finished dress. Kay held the dress in front of her and it had a rather deep cut area to the front. You're down on your knees, waiting for me to penetrate you, and it's alright, boy! I'm just more manly because I'm more than twice you're age. Don't fight it. Let yourself be overwhelmed. We're just playing the role that nature and age has assigned us each, to get the purest joy out of it. Open your mouth. Don't turn your eyes away, look up to Daddy towering over you. I'll push it in slowly, but watch your teeth. I pull back, push in, let you take your breath and swallow, I gently pat your. The towel covered most of Thomas's large cock but his heavy sack hung low. A large amount of hair covered Thomas's sack but was kept short. I could see a little of Thomas's shaft and it was very thick with thick veins running down it. I could see a little of his pubes which were kept short and well trimmed. I couldn't help but think of my unruly bush and felt embarrassed by it. I checked the knot on my towel and felt my hard cock. The tingle from my hand brushing the coarse fibers against my.