She was leaning over me to stroke his leg as he talked to us. She asked me if she could kiss him and I said yes, she then asked him and he said ok so ...hey had a sensual tongue intertwining right in front of me, with me still in the middle.Julia was in an excited state that TBH I had never seen before, remember it was only my cock she had ever had since I took her virginity at 18. I said to her, "do you want to fuck him" her answer was I think, "would you like me to" which I took as a yes. I. ’ ‘Let’s go see.’ ‘No, reload first.’ They each pulled their powder horn around and placed the spout in the muzzle then pressed the lever on the spout, dropping a measured charge of powder down the barrel, and then replaced the horn. A lard soaked patch was removed from the little patch box on the stock of the rifle and placed on the muzzle. A lead ball was retrieved for their possibles bags and placed on top of the patch, pressing it down hard to start it down the barrel. The ramrod was. She leaned back slightly putting her arm behind her for support. This caused her skin to stretch tighter, which made the definition of her rib cage more apparent. As I approached the side of her breast I lifted my hand, and tossed her hair over her shoulder uncovering one of her soft pale 34C breasts. Her nipple was brown and erect. Using my other hand I removed the hair that covered the other one. I placed my hands around the back of her waist and leaned forward, as I did she spread her legs. It was a portrait Mum painted soon after Angie was born. Tara is seated on a low stool holding a chubby baby Angie like she’s the most precious thing in the world. There’s ten-year-old me on my knees on the carpet beside them, one arm draped over Tara’s shoulders, the other reaching in front to help support Angie’s tiny, precious head. We’re wearing shorts and t-shirts, bright colors – it was summer. Both our faces are filled with love and awe and joy as we look at Angie’s round little face..