Cold and rainy was how the weather forecasters kept calling it. By Independence Day, we were begging for those cool temperatures again. There is somet...ing to be said for a week where the low was those eighty degree days we had been begging for. And that was before nine in the morning. If it was unbearable at lunch time, you felt like you were walking on the surface of the sun by dinner.I had gone to visit a client, and when I came out of their meat locker-level air conditioning, the oppressive. She didn’t stop her mum from undressing her and they were soon all kissing and touching each other. She remembered how sexy she still found and so exciting to watch he mother and aunty being fucked by the old man. That was the first time that she had sex with Mr. Dean. She was made to suck Mr. Dean’s cock which had felt good although it was very think and longer than she was used to.She knew she was tighter than her mother or her aunt and she used her muscles to grip his cock every time he. On the return trip I was beginning to suspect that Claire's good mood might have been caused by more than just my presence."This saddle feels good," Claire remarked as we neared camp."Really? I never realized how much it rubs when you're not wearing chaps." I know, isn't it great?"Yeah, definitely odd. I never figured Claire for a masochist, but let's face it, sometimes girls are weird.When we returned to the barn Janice winked at Claire as she removed the damp towel from her saddle. It was a. ..my balls, he took me all the way down histhroat, it was magic."I finally stopped with Owen's toes just as Tess looked like she had asmall orgasm from thrusting against Owen's hip. She gasped and pulledback, eyes glazed, looked down at me and said, "S...sit down, Owen, lieback. Let's see if the two of us can make you feel good. Perry, comeover here - lie on that side of Perry, I'll take this side. RememberPerry, you better control yourself! Owen, kiss me..."Tess leaned into Owen and kissed him.