Dad would lift his head then unzip himself, he had a sticky out thing like me but much bigger and pointed it between mom’s legs. She would breathe i... sharply then dad would make us all wobble on the sofa. “Horsey mom, horsey” I would cry out.I would climb on top of her tummy and wobble back and forward, holding on to her big naked tits with my little hands as not to fall off. Mom would smile back at me and she would make panting noises. We always ended with a gallop going faster and faster. Do itfast on the clit. She is blond. She trims it. Uhmm. You are so wet. Your pussy is so wet. Dripping."Theresa had to shut up then because her mouth was full of the Carmen's creaming slit and she felt the girl's fingers corkscrewing into her cunt. She was using her tongue again, probing deep, recognizing her husband's residue, and hoped that he was taking shots of this. Her nose was rubbing against the engorged little clit and then moaned as her legs were pushed up and out. She heard Bill say. Mr Frobisher has that note too. Then there was nothing for two or so weeks. The next note came by post and was post-marked Southampton, which covers the area where my parents live, and referred to the size of my father's land and added 'See you one weekend'. Mr Frobisher has it. Then two days ago a note was dropped in my shoulder bag on my way to or from lunch. That one boasted about how close he was getting to me. In fact it wasn't him that put it there but someone he persuaded to do it for. Annie had gone to Beth's house, knowing her girlfriend wouldn't be home for at least an hour and Annie had dressed specifically knowing she wanted to flirt and tease Bud and get him turned on. She'd only worn a sexy bust-tight T-shirt and a pair of jeans, no panties and no bra underneath her shirt. Annie had a serious set of nice sexy B-cup tits and she knew that with the T-shirt and no bra, her nipples would be both poking into the T-shirt and since it was plain white cotton, Bud should be.