Shoot, I was at first. Hope he took that note to Momma. Guess it was his wife's horse.Seth stuck his feet down into the little stream and enjoyed the ...oolness. Guess Mr. Bouve thought he had just loaned his horse to the Rebs. I always liked Mr. Bouve. Never heard anybody talk better down at the store, or anyplace else for that matter. When he explained about habeus corpus and Mr. Lincoln and what he was doing to the Constitution, it was enough to make most anybody run off and join Robert E. Lee. One of them — stripped to the waist with a sheen of sweat glistening on his muscular torso — pushed a lawnmower around the various obstacles in the yard.Seeing that Adam was nearly done with the yard work, Christine turned down the air-conditioning another notch or two, even though her nipples were already pressing hard against the bikini top she wore. Her fantasies consumed her, and her array of vibrators could no longer contain them.She planned to begin fulfilling them today.Christine stroked. If I could have hand picked a guy to come slide his cock into my wife, I’m not sure I could have picked someone better. I explained that we had never done this before and that Michelle and I were both a little nervous. He assured me that he had not done it before either so we were all a little unsure of the etiquette. Knowing that Michelle was going to be dressed very provocatively I suggested we both get a little more comfortable. Setting nerves aside, I bit the bullet and stripped down to. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my mons.Julie had her hand over her mouth, silently laughing at me. I actually felt myself blush. Holding the doll out to Julie, I recalled the incredible feelings it produced. Like a twin cockhead, used with terrific aim. It was my personal,.