I told my hubby, You set everything up, I wanted it to be a complete surprise. So he did. The night before my Birthday I asked him what I was getting ...or my birthday? He said tomorrow evening you'll find out. The kids are going to the neighbors and I was to wear my sexiest outfit for we were going out to dinner that I was to be ready by six. The next day I was so excited wondering what my present was. I spent all afternoon trying to decide on what to wear. I decided on a short little black. Tamara wished that she had learned to fuck in the spring so she would have reached this stage in her sexual development in the middle of the summer. They walked down a footpath deep into the woods, not far from Larry's clubhouse, but to a spot where no one ever went. The little girl pulled down her faded blue jeans and pink panties to her ankles.She dropped to the ground on all fours and whinnied like a mare in heat.She moved her knees far apart in the dried grass and arched her back so that. I think that you owe me that. Do you think you can lick me through my panties until I cum?" Oh yes..I think that is the least I can for such a good wife," he replied. Steve turned around and lowered the zipper of my skirt but I grabbed his hand to keep him from doing any more. "Nope, you need to finish the dishes and get someone into bed.....I'll be waiting in the bedroom for you."I had at least twenty to thirty minutes to myself and I took the time to get ready for what I had asked for. I. Just in boxers and a t-shirt. “Ean,” I trembled as I pushed the door open. He turned around and looked to me. “I don’t feel good.” I was squeezing one arm into my stomach. I wanted to cry. I didn’t know why. I was anxious, nervous, queasy. At the moment I asked for help, I had given up all the fight in me. My mind was amplifying all my symptoms. My subconscious knew what I really wanted. I wanted someone else to take my burdens, someone else to comfort me. My weak fourteen year old mind wasn’t.