Also, I dont care much for dancing either. Zoe, however, shared my enthusiasm for horse riding and we would often go out for a canter in the fields be...ind their own field off the back of the farmhouse that they lived in. despite being horribly shy, I always managed to get Zoe to talk, and she said she always looked forward to me coming to visit them because she said it got lonely going riding on her own without anyone to talk to. That first week I was up there was particularly uneventful. It's not as much fun as when someone else does it, particularly while fucking me hard from behind, but the sting on my cheeks always sends a sizeable electric shock to my clit and my body soon absorbs all that pleasure. I do enjoy spanking myself, though, especially when I get in such a state. Each smack reverberates through my pussy, getting it wetter and wetter. My nipples throb and brush against the bedclothes, which only adds to the intense feeling.Suddenly, I remember that story he wrote. My hands were all over her. The were on her tits, her pussy, and her ass. Her hand were all over me as well, but eventually settled on my cock and balls. She soaped them up good, and rubbed, stroked and played with them. I felt like I was ready to cum already! Again, experience taught Shaila that I couldn’t last long, and she quickly pulled me cock up and smashed it against her tummy. Reaching around me she inserted a soapy finger into my ass and I exloded! I grabbed her and we both held each. I admitted readily that I was growing very fond of Laura. Joyce can read me like an open book, and Jock is no fool when it comes to human emotions so there was no sense in holding that back. But that was all I could offer."And what do you think your daughters will say?" Joyce challenged. "She is, what - four years - younger then Elise, isn't she?"My endurance was at an end. "What has that go to do with anything? She is not my lover!" I exclaimed.Joyce and Jock exchanged significant looks over.