.. sure, I guess. I mean a little. But it just seemed like something that wouldn’t happen for a while, I guess.”“I guess I messed that up for yo...,” he said.“Oh, you didn’t mess it up,” I said, automatically. Then I put my hand over my mouth. That was also automatic. “I mean I don’t think of you as messing up anything,” I added. It sounded lame even to me.“If I didn’t,” he said, thoughtfully. “Then who did?”I sat on the horse, trying to pretend I was on a mountain top, alone. He was watching me,. "I'm sorry, Ken," I concluded, "I will reprimand the lass, of course, but I am afraid that, in the end, the blame must fall on me." Not to worry, Bill," replied Ken amiably, "We're Christians. We're into forgiveness and never calling to mind. Matter closed. Have a good Christmas." Thanks, Ken. You too." By the way," replied Ken, and he sounded uncharacteristically arch. "Is it Rachel who's been naughty, and who's getting the rocket?" Yes, that's right." Wow! Well enjoy yourself! I wouldn't mind. My girlfriend and I ended things a few months later. I chose to take my kids to a large amusement park that was located near her. I asked if she was free so our kids could get together and have fun. We arrived for our trip and we decided to meet up in the afternoon. The kids instantly were laughing and running around together. We went on a few rides and it started. Lana and I sat next to each other and she pushed her leg against mine. Her bare leg rubbing against mine started my excitement to. Fully erect as it was now, Fred’s cock reached 9 inches and was thicker than any cock she had ever seen. She also noticed that his balls were equally huge and hanging down in all their glory. Jean also noticed the drops of precum glistening on the tip, ready to drip to the floor. Fred noticed and took his finger and rubbed the clear ooze around the head of his cock and then sat down. He asked her if it met her approval and she gasped out a yes and then said it was huge. Fred chuckled and said.