The white cane with the red tip told her he was blind.“Yeah...” she answered. “Don’t know if you can help me though.”“Ol’ Gus here knows...where lot’s o’ things are in this city. So you tell me. Whatchu lookin’ fo’?”She shrugged. “I’m looking for a boy.”He perked up. “Well, shit girl! I ain’t busy!”She smiled. “You’re sweet, but you’re not the one I’m looking for.”He rocked in frustration. “Ah, hell! Well, ain’t no matter! Can’t get it up anymo’ anyhow. What can I do you fo’? Who’s dis boy you. Slipping her hand inside the girl's dress, touching her pussy, feeling it getting wet as she rubbed it. Amelia inserted two fingers into the girl before Mary pushed her away.Amelia was confused because she didn't understand why the girl wanted to stop. The girl taunted her about wanting to do things with her earlier, but the girl was all talk now that she was willing. She knew Mary wanted it by how the girl kissed her back and how wet her cunt had gotten when touching it."Believe me, I would. He knows I fucked his horse.Chris took her by the arm and led her outside. He helped her up on his horse, and then he got up right behind her. They began to ride back in the direction of the farm. Vicky could feel Chris' hard cock pressing into her ass, and that made her feel all warm inside. Maybe now he'll fuck me, she thought."You just better not say a word about this to anyone, you hear?" Chris said. "After all, it wouldn't look too good for you either. I know you took my horse out last. Yes, five minutes from now the boy's eager lips would be kissing her pussy and she would be reaching down and holding her cuntlips open for him.Her eyelids fluttered when she imagined his mouth on her dewy snatch. She could almost feel his tongue moving over the sensitive inner folds of her cunt and his warm moist breath against her inner thighs."Love me, Eric," she whispered as she pressed her fingers against her love-mound. "Oh, darling boy, love me!"Once again she imagined her nephew's hands.