And let’s be honest, a person is always better. I mean, a toy is like purified water. It’s safe, it’s clean, it’s healthy. But in the end, the...water is always the same. It can quench your thirst but nothing more. But a real live person, with whom you have feelings, that is more like wine. Take some into your mouth, swirl it around your tongue, swallow it, savor it. It’s complex, it’s intriguing. It has a level of sweetness, notes of fruit. There is depth and a warmth that builds as you bring. There were two backpacks, one he had not seen with a Boy Scout emblem on it. He looked at the girl beside him."That's my brother's. He's had it for ages. I put a black blanket and a pillow in there. What's in yours?" A blanket?"Gertrude looked at him, a hungry gleam in her eyes. "Anything else?"He felt his face heat up. "Yeah." He swallowed. "A packet of safes." Plural? You think you'll be able to recover that fast?"He laughed. "Oh yeah." Good." She pulled him close. He put his arms around her. I wished I could do exactly what they had done and strip my shirt off so they could both see properly but knowing the neighbours were home was putting a little bit of a restriction on things. Besides teasing is way too much fun and they should at least work for a glimpse, shouldn't they?After an hour more had gone by, I was too far gone. The sun was making me even hotter and every time a trickle of sweat ran down my tits I imagined it was their cum. My pussy and yoga pants were so wet now that. Easy.’ Wesley was a natural with horses. The instant he was there, he had the mare’s attention and she calmed down a bit. Again she tried to throw her head and he swatted her right between the eyes. ‘Now you listen to me, missy. You behave yerself.’ He kept a firm grip on the bit as she gnashed it between her teeth and tongue, gazing into those big eyes. ‘Ya hear me?’ Lacey was secretly thrilled when he had offered his arm but it was short-lived as they approached where she had left Lance..