My parents were making me go to a stupid party; I have never like proper teenage parties let alone the parties my parents go to, which basically consi...ted of old people drinking, dancing and singing karaoke. I would have stayed home if I could, but it was my Uncle Dave’s party, the uncle I haven’t seen in 3 years, so I had to go. My name is Koady by the way; I’m 17 years old and am in my last year of school, I used to play guitar in a band until my family moved me away to this town. I hadn’t. When he comes into the room he is astonished at how good his wife looks. Debbie takes his hand and leads John to their big bed. He sits on the side of the bed as he watches Debbie’s performance to warm things up.She scurries to the kitchen to get a bottle of vodka they keep in the freezer and two chilled glasses. Swinging her hips more than she usually does, Debbie comes into the room, walks over to John, and hands him the glasses as she opens the bottle.Debbie pours three fingers of vodka. Since there were several hours of daylight left, I hitched up the team, mounted up the family and we pulled out toward the lowering sun. The following day we pulled into the Parker's ranch yard late in the afternoon. Once again, they invited us to stay, this time having dinner with them at their big dining table, along with nine ranch hands. One of them started to say something about an Indian squaw but shut it off after a dark look from Joshua.We were up before daybreak the next morning and. As we approached the parking lot of the light house I began to rub his crotch. As I rubbed his cock got harder and began to strain against his jeans. He quickly pulled into a parking spot, threw the car into park and pushed his chair back. He looked me in the eye and then kissed me deeply. He undid his pants and pulled his now hard slender around 6” cock out. He grabbed my hand guiding it to his cock. “Okay, Lauren,” he said with a gleam in his eye. I knew exactly what he wanted and as I.