Then he jumped up and started fucking one of the mares. Jennys eyes were glued on the horses and I think she actually reached down and started rubbin... her crotch inside her short cut off jeans. "DAMN,...I want to be that mare!" she actually blurted out!! She was immedietly embarassed by her remark, I just smiled and stared at her. "GEE..do you think that would...fit?" I teased. "NO!....I mean I want to BE that mare....I love horses so much I want to BE one!" "I really want to FUCK. “Yes, Sir!” she replied quickly. “And the specific attire?” he prompted. Vicky bent over and read the slip carefully. “Wearing an inappropriately short dress which clearly showed her... my… panties....” “Go on, girl!” “The... the panties themselves being of a thong style specifically prohibited in public. Also attending a public function unsupported... Sir.” “Meaning?” “Meaning without a bra, Sir.” “Hmm,” he muttered. Vicky began to feel nervous. Although she had faced punishment many times. And I knew that Ginger would be heartbroken and mad at me as well. They were my women and here I was, naked with a boner in bed with my also naked mother. Nothing I could do but take is as they give it to me.I sat on the edge of the bed with my cock pointed up at the ceiling. slowly looked up and I started to speak. "Look, Janice, you know tat mom and I have..." Before I could finish the sentence, Janice bent over and proceeded to give me an incredibly sexy French kiss. As we kissed, she. As we grew older and seen a little less of one another a sort of tension grew between us. It was like meeting a girl for the first time and you fancied her, you’d act cautious and tried to act differently to impress them. After time would pass by on the family holidays the three of us would relax and fall back into our friendship.We had a summer holiday planned in Cornwall, England. We’d rented a large barn converted cottage with a pool, hot tub, you name it this cottage had it, my uncle had.