And then my cock got really hard. Emma said again looking at my crutch would I show her my cock and I could play with her pussy, she promised she woul... not to tell anyone. I looked up the garden and we were out of view of the food tables and the others at the party, I lifted her dress and got her to hold it up with her mouth. There she was her pussy in full view, I unzipped my fly and just pulled my hard cock out (like Emma, I did not have any undies on). Emma gasped and looked at my 8 cock. ‘Charlie, are you okay?’ she asked hesitantly. Charlie ran past her and out the backdoor. She busted onto the back porch, looking wildly from side to side. She ran down the porch steps towards the small patch of woods to her right. She needed air. She needed to be away from his family. She didn’t know if she was going to survive this weekend. This wholesome-family vibe just wasn’t her. It had never been her or anything she ever knew in her life. ‘S’ for slut. That’s my scarlet letter. Once she. The way I see it, when we get the new hands trained, we are going to spend a lot of time in the saddle, riding with Britt." Ya got a great idea Frank. I can't wait to spend more time on my horse. He hasn't been ridden for a little while so it will take him some time to get back up to speed." I haven't had any time to ride my horse any more than you have snake. I think we need to take some time and ride the fence on horse back and if we find a major break, we can go back out with the truck and. .." she sighed. "Yes!" She pushed up against my hand, rubbing her cunt against my probing fingers. I stroked her pussy firmly, enjoying Erin's eager response, while I wondered idly what was bugging me.Meanwhile, Erin wasn't wasting any time. She slid a hand down between us. I heard the pop of her jeans being unsnapped and then the rasp of a zipper being pulled down."C'mon," Erin said. "Touch me." Then, before I could move to comply, she pushed me away, grabbed the bottom of her sweater, and in.