That she’d been at the funeral was not as surprising as some might have thought; she had met my daddy a few times over the years, and she was, as in...icated, Abigail’s pal since they were kids.“Dinner? Thursday?” I said. “Okay, sure I guess,” I said.“Good,” said Abigail.I wondered about having dinner with her and Harriet. I mean Owen was not mentioned. Had to be a reason, or maybe not. I guess we’d be seeing. That it was the day after my meeting with the lawyer didn’t seem relevant, but maybe I. The village was just 40 km away from the city.We left in the morning and reached our native village within 1.5 hours. As usual, we stayed in our uncle’s (dad’s brother) home that we normally do whenever we go to our village.The next day, I and my mom (brother stayed at home) left home due to the hot weather and decided to go to our field to take a look at the sunflower plants grown there for the sunflower oil. On the way to the field, we met Suresh uncle and he too joined us and came along with. Cricket slowly relented, "I promise too."Everybody could tell that she REALLY didn't want to do this. However,they were all in this together."I promise too," muttered Jake. "I guess it's my turn now." Jake rolled a four. He quietly drew a card, but bravely read it aloud. "Who is the person that you most greatly desire to have sex with?" Kristi looked smug and blew on her fingernails, expecting the obviousanswer. Jake HAD to name her. In fact, Jake tried to name Kristi. The name. "Oh Shawn, my God!"His cock was deeper inside her than any cock had ever been. He shook the reins, and as the stallion ambled away over the flat pasture, Cindy found herself bouncing up and down, her pussy sliding up and down his cock. She was in heaven.She squirmed in her stepbrother's arms, gasping as his prick sliced into her womb again and again. His free hand was all over her--between her legs, massaging her clit, up and down her silky belly, all over her tits. When he pinched and rolled.