I turned just in time to be met with a hug from Fern. Still wearing what she had slept in. Now being so short, she only came up to about my waist so h...r head was pressed into my crutch and her hands were both on my but cheeks pulling her face even closer to my steadily growing hard-on. As was her custom, being short, she kissed my lower stomach, just above my waist line and never being shy to voice her feelings, she said that she loved the way I smelled, *giggle*. I wondered if she smelled my. He repeated this until he had five handfuls of sand packed tightly in my pussy. The wetness seemed to have stopped, at least for now. Taking advantage of my position, he grabbed my horse tail, and slowly pulled the butt plug out of my ass, and dropped it in the sand. He rolled it around so the sand would cover it evenly. He pulled the rest of his river rocks out of his pocket, and pushed them, one by one, up my rectum. Six times he plunged his finger up my ass, pushing stones in each time. Then. "I'll follow Enola's example and take off my panties," she decided. My dress is a reasonable length, so I won't be baring any more skin that way." She did, however, have to expose a good deal of leg actually getting her panties down. Something that inspired a wolf whistle from Billy. Tommy noticed, as she lay her panties down on a chair, that they had a large damp patch on the gusset. Tommy had nothing more to lose. That cleared his head. What gave him a problem is that he kept hitting the. I raised my right knee and jabbed it into the back of Tom's left leg. I shoved him forward with my right hand, stepped behind him and lowered him to the ground, twisting his arm up behind him in an arm-lock. It was very smooth and I was proud of myself. I had picked up something from Ed Morris' brief judo lesson that had come in handy.I sat down on Tom's back, still holding his wrist. Tom turned his head and looked back up at me, no doubt wondering what the heck had just happened. I didn't.