...only if you.......only if you tell me.....that I am good.”Jen was in heat and her pussy was getting rocked by him. She always loved a hard poundi...g on her pussy. Her head was looking up to the ceiling and eyes closed. Her hands clutching the headboards. He was sucking on her tits. I coud see white foam forming around his cock and her pussy, she was so wet. She couldn’t take it anymore.She barked out: “Oh yessssss, oh yessss. Gay guys are way better than straight guys.”She met his strokes and. My mother never remarried, or even dated for that matter. It was just the two of us. The farm was fairly large, so there were hired hands that took care of most of the work, so mom took care of the administration side. Other than our time together, she put most of her life into the farm. It was quite successful. Most of what the farm did was along the lines of a dairy farm. We also had some sheep that was used for wool, but dairy was where most of the money was, and Wisconsin is the dairy. After breakfast Sarah excused herself to take a bath to” wash all my baby goo out of her pussy”! The k**s were reading some books and I was sitting on our bed when Sarah came back in her dressing gown and asked the youngsters if they could play outside for a few minutes as she wanted to talk to Daddy alone. “So what,s bothering you?” “ Your Dad again! “What has he done this time?” “A little while ago I was having a nice soak in the bath tub when your Dad walks in in his pyjamas and offers to. Eventually, others asked me I was gay. Butthey really just teased me for me a pretty boy.Sophomore year changed me. When school re-started, I hung out withdifferent crowds ? floating from one lunch area to the next (also torecruit new pledges and advertise our parties.) Because of myinvolvement in Lacrosse and student-led activities, I was able to makefriends fast, one of which was Lauren. She was so cute: blonde, 5'6,34C (which was perfect for her), and a line down her tummy ? the kindonly.