"I think it was too close to call a winner Dillon." No, I'm the winner," he replied. At Josh's funny look he said, "I won because I found a damn good ...orse. If you don't want my first born I think we can make a deal for Balin."Kennedy, with his deputy Roy driving the wagon, came out from behind the barn. They had the grisly cargo in the bed of the wagon covered with a large canvas. Kennedy rode up to Josh. "Made use of the canvas you had covering them Josh. Hope you don't mind." We'd probably. But they like never closed doors. They are very free spirited . I was always so confused, why do I look like my mom from the waist up but had a cock like my dad? They kept me so secluded from the world. One day my mom walked out of the kitchen her long curly brown hair down her back her lips pouty pink, her breasts a firm 34 C , her stomach tight with a 6 pack , her ass plump but firm. Her pussy meat was dark and a bit hanged down. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Hey Luna baby! She giggled. He said “ If you want to see bra and panties ask your mom to show you hers, its just underwear and you shouldn’t be making a big deal out of this”. BINGO he gave me the idea that would carry on through the rest of my life. Panty drawers!I began to peek into girl’s panty drawers, examining everyone. If I was at a friend’s house, I would find ways to get into his moms or sisters rooms and look. Finding silky ones were always extra special. For years I explored the wonders of women’s panties bras. Isn't that the weird alcohol from the Nineties?" asked Betty, turning her head to look back at Mary."It's a spell," Mary told her. "And it has nothing to do with any alcoholic drink." Mary caught her lips in a kiss as Betty's cunt rubbed velvety wet against around my cock.Next to me, Antsy gave out a little shriek and shuddered on the couch, her eyes fluttering as an orgasm washed over her. "Ooh, that was nice. Can I have a sex slave?" Antsy eagerly asked. "They seem kinda neat. It's nice.