"These are what Margo is most proud of," she said, reaching out to touch her breasts again. Her fingers lazily trailed across the upper curvature of ...argo's tit, then dipped, and captured the ring that penetrated the nipple. She tugged at it, watching Margo's pain-filled reaction. "When she first came to me, she was ashamed of them. She walked hunched over, like she was trying to hide them. She wore baggy clothing, and she even tried binding them to keep them hidden. Such a waste." . "My mother made a little noise, but stopped herself."Now, let's see," my father went on, as though the previous interruption hadn't happened, "the first question is; should John and Jessica get married, when she turns fourteen."There was a collective gasp of, "What?"My father held up his hand, stopping the questions that he knew would follow."I want to bring that up, so that we can look at the positive and negative aspects of the problem." Positive?" Theresa said. "How in the wor..." Yes, I'm. We shook hands and I could tell by his smile he was really excited about getting to suck on my cock. He asked if I was ready to have my cock sucked, and told him I was. I got undressed to my boxer briefs and sat in a chair as he turned on some porn on the TV to have in the background. His mouth went to work on my soft cock in my boxer briefs and soon it was obvious that I was aroused. He asked if I was comfortable having some pictures taken, he took a couple of me hard in my briefs then. Blankenship had emerged from the tent, and had joined Andre and me still just sitting around drinking coffee. The rain continued it's performance, now saturating the grounds. 4-wheeling would be difficult now because they would just get stuck in the mud, and it was a bitch to get one pulled out. We DID have the four dirt bikes, however !I glance over at Blankenship and inquire, “I thought you was like super str8 dawg”? Blankenship grins, and replies “Ya—str8 up that punks guts” ! Andre and me.