I turned her farther. Her gorgeous rear was now in front of me. I kissed each of her cheeks. "Is that part of the process?" "Just a little artistic em...ellishment." "I like artistic embellishment." "Me too." I pulled the waistband above Jeanne's rear out and tugged it down to her thighs and then spreading her cheeks with my hands I kissed her puckered anus. "More artistic embellishment?" "Yup." "It was a nice touch." "I liked it." I turned Jeanne around so she was facing me. Her still covered. I called Becky to tell her to bring Aubry over.“What’s up, David,” Becky asked.I smiled as I took them into the movie theater and asked, “Since I know you missed getting to see so many movies in the movie theater, I figured tonight would be a great time to introduce the kids to the joys. Toy Story or Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory?”“Willy Wonka, as long as it is the original. The Johnny Depp version is too weird for the kids,” Becky answered.Once we had everything ready to go, she picked. They dammed the stream that ran through the estate. Neither was quite sure why but it seemed like a good idea at the time. They finished it one evening. That night and the following day it rained heavily. They did not venture out of the house. The stream rose and two days later there was a small lake. They decided they ought to dismantle the dam. They did so from the top. The dam weakened, burst and Henry was carried forty yards, thrown against a tree and knocked out. Samantha managed to grab. I started having boners at very early age. Though I didn’t know what it was at that age, I liked the feeling all along.I used to watch heroines in weekly magazines and stare at their body for long time. Then, at one age, I started seeing hot scenes on YouTube and the internet. I never masturbated until I was 22. But all my feelings were just bundling up inside me.There was a girl Payal in my higher secondary class. She was from north India but she knew Tamil and was studying with me from class.