As girls we knew his need, for any of us to take his seed from him, as softly as mother did, that was daddies way, he insisted his girls watch, we had...to learn.I grew up believing all men were needing the constant attention of the tender codling of a woman's touch, and seeing my parents, as one, during their copulation, there was no doubting in my mind, or my sisters, that sex was pleasurable, as mother was the one making the most noise when daddy was inside her, humping her.Looking back over. It was only good till 10 AM when she started to serve sandwiches and fries. It was well into the noon hour, so I wasn't surprised that my check was for 25% more than usual.I got back on the trike and rode it to the construction site. The truck with the trencher was in the parking lot and the operator sat in the cab. I did a fancy turn swinging the rear of the trike in a 180 degree turn pulling it up beside the truck."Hey there, I'm Rose Seabold," I said to the man in the cab."Hola," he said.Oh. ” Me? I glanced at my watch and tapped in my pace. Guys were gathering behind me on the track. There must have been fifty of them. “Go!” Jock yelled. I took off, hitting my six-minute stride in a few seconds. I wondered if Jock was sure I could hold this pace after being gone all summer.Four laps and about half the followers were more than a hundred yards behind me. Of course, the real athletes—many I knew from last year—were running stride-for-stride with me.“Keep going! Same pace!” Jock. I slowly slid her t-shirt off and started rubbing her breasts. Her heart was already pumping knowing the man she felt a sexual attraction to was laying on our couch in the living room behind the closed door. As I ran my tongue inside her mouth I slipped her shorts and panties off to get her completely naked. In the mean time my heart was racing like it never has before hoping and praying my greatest fantasy would come true. Meanwhile while we were making out I kept asking Carol if she wanted me.