Tammy repositioned herself at the top of the bed and sat cross legged so that Suzy could rest her head in her lap, Tams then gently massaged her head ...nd we both thought that Suzy could do with some pampering, Suzy responded by letting out a big sigh and putting her arms up around Tams hips.I must say that the time I spent on Suzy’s arse was starting to have an effect and Tams noticed the big bulge appearing in the front, “Daddy, why don’t you get up on the bed, it will be easier for you” she. I am sure she saw me looking as every now and then she adjusted herself and while doing it she opened her legs a bit giving me a bigger flash. I got half way through when Julie suggested I have a break, “Would you like a drink?” she asked, “I am having a wine, would you like some?” She asked, “Oh No” I said, “I don’t drink” I stammered back, “Oh, I can put some lemonade on it for you, have one with me it will help you cool off” she insisted, “OK” I said.As she came back and handed me a big. “well it was nice meeting you” I said in a whisper “you should stop by sometime” I stroked her cheek, brushing her hair back.I guess that broke her gaze. She nodded and smiled and left with a “um see you tomorrow”I felt a bit sleepy. So I put the ice cream back in the freezer, turned off the tv and hopped into my bed. Ah, the feeling of being in bed. I’ve been in so many, but nothing compares to being in my own. The feeling of my pillows, my blankets, and my body. Yes, my body. Its one thing to. I as a young boy had witnessed the breeding of horses as my father and our family had a number of horses and ponies growing up. What little of what I had remembered as a young boy was much the same, the squealing of the mare and the hard quick herky jerk of the stud horse that performed the the act and at the time seemed quite brutal, but then I was a young boy! True StoryAbout four years later after we were married for about a year, my wife fessed up that she had fantasy's ( this is another.