Johnson.”“I trust you Jim, well I guess you should call me Jill if we’re going to go through with this.”“Jill’s a lovely name” I said as...I guided her head down to my waiting prick.The touch of her white hand on the hot flesh of my cock set my nerves aflame. The fire was far from quenched when her mouth swallowed the engorged head. Her hand worked the shaft up and down as her mouth stretched around my thick root. Jill managed to work a little more into her mouth as I leaned forward. As she stood. I gently put the ice cock in your mouth and your grab the base and hold in it your mouth, gently sucking the ice dildo, drawing it in and out of your mouth and tasting the drips of liquid as they roll down your tongue. As you suck on the hard icy cock. I remove your clothes, your blouse, your bra, your skirt, your panties and you are naked there on the bed sucking on a piece of ice in the shape of my prick. As you suck the ice dick I strip. I take the long icy dong and take it from your mouth. A few more miles and they saw smoke rising into the sky from behind a small hill. Josh and Red walked their mounts to the base of the hill and dismounted. Red looped his reins over the horn of the saddle on Diablo; Josh had trained the big horse to ground tie, he wouldn't move away as long as the reins were hanging down and Red's mount would also stay put.The two young men slowly made their way to the crest of the hill, took off their Stetson's and carefully looked over the top. There below. ”Heather eyed the sensual beauty with long brunette hair wearing a very revealing top and skirt. “If you say your daughter is eighteen then I believe you.”“Just like any teen girl, she wants to grow up and be an adult so fast,” he joked.“Welcome to the Hen House Abby, and enjoy your time with your Dad,” Heather smiled, offering her hand.“I certainly will!” She replied, taking her hand and accented it with a kiss on her cheek.“Would it be possible for me to visit with you later?” Heather yearned.