She was a little surprised at the keenness in my voice, considering my age, but I reassured her, I was not fazed by the prospect of touching an a****l...the size of a horse.'And Uncle Mariel, how about him being with you'? I paused momentarily be for answering, 'I want to do it, I am ready to be his girl', to which she breathed a sigh of relief, 'Fabulous Mariel, I know he wants you badly', and at that we agreed to meet that night.I arrived at the stable at 18:30 and went to the main house and. One of those summers changed both our lives forever and now that I look back, it became a milestone. I was in 8th standard at that time and just crossed puberty. Like every teenage guy was always horny.Anamika, anu for short is one hell of a girl. Unlike the other highschool girls, she wasn’t too skinny, nor too fat. She was perfect… The perfection of god’s creation. Just a bit more would be fat, any less would be skinny. She is the standard. The curvy voluptuous body, the naughty smile that. Gina stroked my arm, "Yes, let's go and see what the day brings". I got out and walked round to Gina's side to open her door. By the time I got there, a young lad around nineteen-ish was waiting with a luggage cart. As Gina swung her legs round to get out, he could see her tight skirt stretched over her thighs and the suspenders showing through. Then she gracefully got out, stretched her arms and arched her back. He stared at her with his mouth open as this six feet plus, raven haired goddess. . .And that brings us back up to date once more.Back up to date and delightfully so, I must admit.*****It was great having Daddy’s exceptionally large cock burrowing a furrow in my squeezed-together tits; it possibly thrilled me even more than I was thrilling him.Trust me; I really was happy in my work. If Daddy had lacked at all the previous weekend it was in not paying enough attention to my tits. Okay, it was partially my fault for not encouraging him enough, but it had been an opportunity.