And never panties. Our God wants a girl ready for Him to just lift her skirt and go to town on her pussy." Yeah!" April smiled. She was pretty and inn...cent, with her bushy, brown hair and glasses; a sexy nerd. My guilt returned, bubbling inside my stomach. "Doesn't it sound like fun?" Sure," I lied. I was getting good at lying to April. Going to a bar with Lillian, especially pregnant and unable to drink, didn't sound like fun.April turned, her stomach gently swelling with Master's child, her. Whenever she drinks beer she yells at Dad and tells him to go bury his bone down the street again, but that doesn’t make any sense.’ --Jack, 7 yearsAn old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully. From morningtil night she was always complaining about something. The only time he got any relief was when he was out ploughing with his old mule. He tried to plough a lot. One day, when he was out ploughing, his wife brought him lunch in the field. He drove the old mule into the shade,. I had no idea whatto expect next, but when he began nibbling on mynipples, I gasped out loud. I had never felt thatbefore, and would have never imagined that my nipplescould transmit such feelings of fire and ice directlyto my now jerking cock!Yes, I was rock-hard. David seemed to realize thattoo, as he slowed tongued his way down my chest to mycrotch. With one sly look up through his beautifulshining hair, he cocked an eyebrow as if to ask ...Gulping, red-faced with shame and embarrassment,. I don't know," Barbara answered honestly, her eyes moving toward that cock.Lightning was excited, there was no doubt about that, judging from the way his prick was slowly slipping from its sheath. Already she could see the rounded, glistening head!Christina was doing her job well, rubbing her body against the animal, touching him, embracing him almost like a human lover.Tentatively, Barbara stretched out one hand, touching her fingertips against the stallion's white flesh. How warm he was, as.