I don't follow you." It's just my twisted sense of humour Paul... bad joke... Let me explain, Oscar Wilde wrote a fantasy novel called 'The Picture of...Dorian Gray'..." I do remember, yes I do and Dorian Gray sold his soul to the devil," laughing quietly at Jack's humour allowed me to settle down."Well what did you want me to do for you," Jack asked."I wondered if you have heard of any confidence tricks that resemble what I have told you." No. Nothing like that all Paul, in my opinion the. I started to notice after a while that she always seemed to come to our house when I was alone at home, on some excuse or another. She occasionally gave me pocket money and given the chance she would sit and talk with me as long as possible. I quickly developed a crush on her and even sitting next to her would give me a massive erection.At first we talked about all sorts of things but gradually she cleverly led our chats on to more intimate things. She was a very tactile person and she would. Jenny undid the bolt and put her hand on my naked shoulder, 'He is slightly bigger than a man, so take him inside you'.I looked at her, then kissed her, suddenly it seemed natural, 'I will do it for you', I said and walked into the stall, and stood side on the the pony, who was snorting but restrained by the ropes, that held him in position.Curious I knelt and was met by his manhood, so rigid and dripping continuously from his cock end.Everyone remained silent as I knelt and reached out to him,. Nici replied, "Oohh, yeah,-I wonder what he'd do to me with those big spurs on his boots??!" I felt jealous, but oddly excited. I said nothing about it; it just seemed this was the way Nici behaved among her rally friends.After we'd had a few jars, she suggested we go outside, to see this gyroscope-ride thing. People were paying to have rides on it; it was a big circular-thing, that spun the occupant around in various directions in mid-air. However, there was a notice that said girls who went.