Nothing malicious, it involved lots of tickling and giggling. Yet the way they were rolling around was giving me reason to gawk. Sitting near enough t... discreetly study the details of their bikini bottoms every time they were flashed my way, my sister Sophie's were shockingly white against a pair of delectable tanned thighs as inadvertantly she displayed a taut little bum. The seam of the crotch panel made an enticing line from cheek to cheek, with a little dent into the valley of her. We are standing side by side, hip to hip. I grow emboldened and reach out my hand. He places his cock in it. I stroke his cock and gradually get a good rhythm going. The sight of his cock in my fist is overpowering and I am so overwhelmed by my erotic senses that I suddenly collapse on the toilet and start to lick all around his cockhead. I lick the shaft of his cock, topside and underside and both sides. He has low hanging balls and I play with them with one hand while my other grips the base. He got the stall cleaned though. I wait with the horses and Guy comes back with some loose fitting jeans, a button up flannel and cowboy boots. “You look good, almost like a real cowboy,” I praise him and he just stares at me,” I know it was a bad joke but we got some horses and a lot of space to ride.” He doesn’t respond or even show any real feelings as I try to smile at him. I walk him through how to properly mount a horse and wait for him to get up, it takes him a couple tries, but he’s up. ’ ‘Hey, Ruthie. I see you wore your peasant blouse without a bra tonight. Damn, you have big tits.’ ‘Thanks for having this bash, Freddie.’ ‘By the way, Ruthie, it may have been my imagination but I could have sworn that short, squat odd looking woman wearing the men’s clothes and sitting at that table with that strikingly gorgeous woman said something about your mother.’ ‘Oh, yeah?’ ‘I overheard her saying something derogatory about your dear, sweet, Mom, when the beautiful woman, Betty, I.