Er, I mean, put me up...for a few millennia, until I could get back on my hooves. That's right, hooves. In case you hadn't guessed, I'm Pan. You know,...the god of wine, women, and song, though not necessarily in that order. And men, too.For the record, ambrosia lets you age REALLY well. I'd tell you to try it, but we have enough immortals crowded in Olympus right now. Seriously, the place is so packed, we're scrunched in like a Picasso painting. Of course, I'm used to more open surroundings, so. " Thank ya kindly, Mr. Oldham ... uh ... Billy. We was headin' fer the next town, Jones Ferry. Pa was supposed ta meet some man there to see 'bout buying a farm. He wanted ta put in a vineyard and raise grapes fer wine, but there ain't much point in doin' that now, since I don't know nothin' 'bout raisin' grapes." Maria began to cry. "I just don't know what will become of me, now, since Pa is dead. I ain't got nobody else ta take me in. I guess I'll just wind up bein' a whore, an' I don't even. Her mother ran a small farm 100 clicks east, so packing up the k**s they all went and visited granny, her mother delighted at seeing the grandk**s said they could stay for a week or two. Kay excuse being that otherwise the car would not be available Melvin not being able to stay because of his work commitments, so home they went leaving the k**s with granny. This fitted her plan perfectly. A couple of days later, off Melvin, went for his three weeks away. She dropped him at the airport then. Her hand now caressing my balls gently while her other hand teased and played with her pussy. Our voyeur couldn’t take his eyes off the spectacle just a few paces away between our cars.The whole time our spectator watched us he did not make any move to come towards us. He seemed to respect that we might not want any interaction. However, when Jay looked over and crooked her finger towards him in invitation, he slowly made his way across. A little hesitant at first until he realised it was a.