...it won't be for long......and nobody will know.’ By this time Auntie Doreen was kneeling in front of the boy, had deftly removed his trainers and...socks, and was beginning to tug at his shorts. ‘Goodness.....these are soft....well worn. They're not all that different from my daughter's.’ For a moment they 'hung up' over his throbbing prick and Colin reached down.....to do what? He was completely confused, and very excited. He knew that this was going to lead to something, but he had no idea. He began to thrust, harder and faster into the mare. He imagined Clara calling out to him, screaming his name. The idea of her moaning and whimpering beneathe him threw him over the edge, and John came into the waiting mare.Unbeknowst to John, Clara has witnessed the entire scene. Needing some cream for the soup, she has walked into the barn, just in time to see John free his cock and begin to jerk off. She felt the heat and wetness build between her own loins, watching his hand slid up and. A smell compounded of spilled beer, stale vomit, old sweat, and a coppery tinge of blood. I felt right at home. I walked over to the bar. ‘Beer.’ I said to the bartender when he came over. He filled a thick glass mug and set it in front of me without taking his hand off of it. ‘Buck fifty.’ he grunted. I slapped a couple of dollar bills on the counter. ‘Keep it.’ I said when he started to make change. He nodded and turned back to serve another customer. I found a table where I could put my. I knew what Daddy wanted. I wanted his attention for so long, and now he was going to give it to me. And I was long over due for him. "We can, baby, but we can have way more fun in here." Daddy sat down and pulled me with him. He laid me down beside him and began to touch my body. Daddy took off my top and started to suck on my delicate pink nipples, flicking them ever-so-slightly with his wet tounge. He rubbed them and squeeezed them. He started to touch himself too, which i thought was unfair.