It’s confusing to me about the world today. You take a kid, park him in front of a tv or a video game, and he’s hypnotized. A zombie and as far as...their parents are concerned, that seems to be okay. But with country kids, turn them loose in a pig sty, and they’ll have a gay old-time making mud pies and raising imaginary porkers. These kids were doing things that in the city would require years of psychological counseling and medication. In my opinion, most country kids are smarter, stronger,. Okay?" Fine with me."When we left I put my own lock on the door and gave Shelly a key.When I got to my car I took out my cell and called Gail to see how she was doing. She was still down in the dumps and didn't feel like leaving the house. I offered to come over and play cards or something to keep her company and she said she didn't feel like it so I told her I'd call her the next day and said goodbye.I got home just in time to see mom getting ready to go out."Dinner is in the micro-wave. I'm. " Does anyone else find it vaguely amusing that we're trying to convince three porn stars that nudity isn't a bad thing?" Shelly remarked with a loud laugh. "The rest of us would be down to skin in two minutes flat. But we're going to have drag the three people who fuck on film into it kicking and screaming."Rachelle and Mary joined the laughter but Allie and Sarah didn't."It is not that we're opposed to nudity," Sarah said. "It is more a fact that we're still trying to dispel some of the. .. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that. Slowly I began moving my pelvis up and down on his fingers, pushing my thin wet knickers into my fanny. Soon my sons fingers were running along the groove caused by my huge fanny lips opening to allow his magic fingers to stroke my tiny knickers into my wet and wanting womb. As my sons fingers rubbed my tiny knickers into my fanny I thought of him inside me, what it would feel like to be.