" And well-mannered too. Let me guess you want the sausage and eggs withpancakes. That's what all Tomboys like." I'm not a Tomboy," I saw Mommy lookin... amused. "Not anymore. MyMommy's going to make me pretty like she is."As we sat waiting for our orders she got out her nail polish andpainted my nails with practiced ease. They were a bright pink now and Ialmost started to cry before the waitress returned with a big glass ofmilk.After breakfast Mommy used the bathroom to change my baby brother,. ”“Like what?” she asked as we walked into the stable.“If it’s secret, you’ll have to tell me!”We got the tack, but this time I had my own sugar cubes and a carrot for Choco. As I worked to get him ready, I thought back to our previous ride and the conversation we’d had. Something hit me, out of the blue. I was twelve years older than Samantha, but she was only eleven years older than Jesse! Maybe the age gap was simply too wide for this to work. Though I didn’t think it was the absolute. I told her to sit down and get comfortable. I was sitting on the sofa and she sat on the chair.“Not there. Please come and sit on the sofa, it is much more comfortable”, I said.She smiled and sat there in front of me on the sofa. We watched the movie and then she got comfortable and lied back a bit. I could see the hot body on display in front of me. She was so beautiful and was in a yellow suit. I just wanted to press those boobs which were in front of me. I got close to her face. She noticed. ''''yeah im ok''''oh good, now get ass up on the couch i wanna make sure i didnt hurt your pretty pussy''he walk me ass up and lick my ass kissing it saying he was sorry if he hirt me''daddy dont want to hurt you , never, you have the prettiess cunt i had in a long time''moaning under his delicate licking i knew i would be fuck again , i stayed ass up licked until a finger went in and i was served his bbc to suck on ''there you go babby , daddy just making sure you are ok''''mmmmm.