On the way back to thecabin, Jessi kept teasing me about how she was going to take myvirginity. She was like a k** in a candy store. Of course, I was ...he sameway, probably more so. I know I should save my virginity for the future,but everything inside of me was telling me that Jessi was the right personto give it away to. She was so much to me that I was a better personbecause of her. After bantering back and forth, Jessi told me that her momhad a strap-on brace that she could mount. {Goddamn, why can’t Karen do that?} ‘Oh, Randy,’ Erin grinned at him, ‘did you need me?’ She knew he’d wanted her since the first day he’d met her and she always made him suffer for it, too. While she adored him, he was a great husband and a superior father, she did get a kick out of seeing him squirm. And was he ever squirming. Randy looked at his feet and then back up at her, ‘I…uh…sorry, Karen wanted to know when…,’ he looked at James and then back at Erin, ‘you know, I’ll just tell her. She grabbed me back and using one hand on the back of my head kissed me. 'Wow!' I thought. I kissed her back and held her tightly to me, feeling her breasts against my chest. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and she started to make a wonderful 'mmmm' sound. She sounded very turned on and I was getting pretty hard. After kissing and groping for a few minutes, I picked Mary up and sat her on the kitchen table. I slipped off her apron, unbuckled her belt and undid her trousers, pulling them. I decided to take a little trip on the ranch. So I called Billy to have him get things ready. I could trust Billy to see to details. You see, Billy Mitchell and I go way back. In Jr. High I was a shrimpy, pimply nerd of a kid. I was always being picked on. I didn't reach my growth until High School. So I was easy pickings, as they say. Well, anyway, there I was getting the holy crap beat out of me by a couple of 8th grade jocks. I'd learned to tuck and roll a long time ago and they weren't.