Katie's bubble that had kept her floating in the clouds with the sunshining on her, burst inside her and her mood plummeted faster than a rockdown a w...ll. Sipping the juice quietly as the three older girls chattedshe was just aware that there might be a problem but decided it was justher imagination. With the others all in such a good mood and as it wasSaturday after all and the sun had been shining and there was a "U" in themonth, on a mad whim,Tricia suggested that all four of them go out for. ”I felt shocked, bewildered, and excited. The subject dropped, but she sat feeling me, slipping her finger under my balls, and pressing my arse-hole with her finger. I prepared to fuck. She suggested she should kneel with her buttocks towards me, so that she could feel my balls when my prick was up her. I assented, and her bumcheeks were presented to me. Excited by her conversation and her hints, I looked curiously at her large slit, and then at her bum-hole; I touched the latter, and she drove. " Then how did you get this color?" I asked."I oiled it with used motor oil from my lawn mower. Then two coats of polyurethane to seal it so that it wouldn't stink like a lawn mower," the old man explained."Well it is beautiful," I suggested. The chest was over a foot long, and maybe eight inches wide. It was about the same depth as it was wide. It also had a lid that sat on top of it, which added another couple of inches to the height."It is certainly beautiful," I said as I looked inside it.. We had still warm roasting ears, mashed potatoes, and cold fried chicken. She handed us each a glass, and produced a, God knows how, full pitcher of lemonade. We ate and drank our fill, while Maggie informed John that Billy would be getting home a few days earlier than anticipated. I still had yet to hear anymore of this ‘Billy’, and my curiosity was piqued. All too soon it was time to go back to work. We finished the field as the sun was sinking, and I was never so thankful. When we got back.