“Ok, this is a couple responding about one of our stories...,” Mike muttered, “Keep reading.” Jan confidently directed. “Typical..., typic...l...,” Mike read the usual things that they enjoy getting occasionally from people who enjoy their writing, “so, Jan, is this a couple you think you’d like to meet?” Mike was curious. They’d met Greg and Susan this way and enjoyed them. But, when Greg and Susan wound up separating Mike and Jan had decided not to encourage actually meeting anyone they. Forsaking another afternoon in bed with myself, I dressed for the outdoors and went to work in the barns, getting things back in order. The work was therapeutic and kept my mind off of the soreness from my self-abuse. Everything needed attention and I spent the entire day raking, shoveling, stacking and arranging.Late in the afternoon I took one of the ATV's and toured the entire ranch. I'd packed a meal in the big cooler, strapped to the back rack, and stayed out on the ridge well into the. “Dunno – why?” he persisted, staring at her bounteous chocolate brown buttocks, her glistening, purple/black, cunt lips, her enormous hanging tits topped with glossy black bulbs of nipples and the stark contrast of the white string that dangled from the flange like outer layers of her gash.“Well I can’t take your lovely pecker in pussy today Robbie sweetie, but just take it from me that you will still have the same feelings and you can put all of that lovely cream deep inside this lovely little. " I'm flattered, Herbie," Aunt Dee said and tugged her chocolate brown skirt downover her naked ass and belly. "But your parents are coming back tonight, and you'regoing home with them. You may want to visit me once or twice a month, and maybewe'll have a good fuck once in a while." She stroked his hair. "But Herbie, I don'twant you to be jealous. I can't be exclusively yours. It's high time, I tried it with aman."Three days later, Aunt Dee was sorry that she had ever said those things to.