I’d miss him if I got a single seater but really, unless the Germans are flying bedsteads we would be outclassed I think. I’ve tried getting close... to Chrysta a couple of times, no chance. Shall I describe her? Well... She’s not skinny, she’s a farmer’s daughter, well-fed, well-built. Brown hair kept shoulder length (to keep out the way). When she wears a skirt – only ever on a Sunday to church – you can see she has pretty good legs, again, not thin and spindly but shapely. But not fat! It is. Sam said laughing and lifting her shirt to show me her breasts. Her areolas were a little bigger and darker then Lynns, and her nipples were standing out about half an inch. Immediately my cock got rock hard for those two to see, which made Lynn giggle a little. Hey look how hard your nipples are Sam, you could cut glass with those. Lynn said giggling, this made Sam go over to Lynn and pull the triangles covering her breasts over revealing her beautiful breasts to me again, but this time her. Now on to the story…My dad loved having horses on his farm and always madeit a point to have at least one. I never thought of ahorse sexually till after my K9 experiences. After somethought and waiting I decided one night just to seewhat he had at least. Now at the time I wasn’t to surewhat I was going to do but I told myself I could handleit.Once my parents had gone to bed I waited a little bitbefore sneaking out to the barn. I went out there in mynightie without bothering to wear. He was about to make a mad dash to the stairwell across the marble-floored lobby when he heard the resonant DING from the direction of the elevators, and realized it had finally arrived. The doors were barely open when he barreled toward the cabin and ran face first into a woman attempting to exit, tackling her in the process as they both collapsed to the floor of the elevator.Thomas attempted to clear the cobwebs from his head and apologize at the same time.“I god, miss… I am so so sorry,.