He was upset when he discovered I’d been with the Australian guy. My mom was understanding and just encouraged me to make good choices.”“Did she...approve of the guy?”“She thought he was a bit old, but she also felt I had the right to make that decision at sixteen. He was my only lover before you.”“Nobody else who fit your tastes?”“Not to go this far, no. I think most of the boys in my year at school are immature, so I tend to go out with men who are in uni or a bit older. But kissing them. This is not my fault.’ ‘I’m not saying it is your fault. I’m saying maybe no one is at fault. At least, not very much. When you consider the circumstances.’ ‘So how did she describe me to Gavin? A fling?’ Peter said, with a tight anger. ‘I don’t know, but almost certainly not the way he described it to you. He sounds like an asshole.’ ‘He called me a country bumpkin.’ ‘Case closed, he’s an asshole,’ Craig smirked. ‘But she…’ ‘What?’ Craig interrupted sharply. ‘She what? Hurt your feelings by. “We can stop by, but don’t let on that I am free. I’m your property.”“I can do that.”So we finished and made it around the bend. Kristi took us down a path, and we ended down by the river. There was a ramshackle house there. We rode up and a couple of young kids started yelling.“Kristi! Kristi!” they screamed. A woman, no doubt Kristi’s mother from the looks she and Kristi shared, came running out then.Kristi was immediately off the horse and in her mother’s arms; the two young ones were. I could not wait to get to uncle Freds house. When we arrived i was ordered to got straight to the bedroom i needed no second requested. "So what have you done son since we sucked each other?" "I've done alot of wanking i've even tasted my own cum and fingered my ass dad" "So you still have a virgin ass then Rick?" asked uncle Fred "yes" i responded. "ok then take off all your clothes and show your dad and me you fingering your ass" uncle Fred instucted me. I took off all my clothes i was.