The lunch seemed to go ok, and I tried my best to be Mommy's happy little girl. After eating, my wife took a few pictures of me posing on the blanket....Then we gathered everything and headed back to the car. Again, my wife told me to skip, and feeling better now that we had eaten and none of the other little girls had come around, I felt like skipping. Of course, she made sure to get a video of that.After packing everything away in the car, I headed for the passenger's seat, but was stopped.. She gave me another big grin as she walked the horse over and hitched him to a post. Her boobs were full and low slung, they wobbled luciously, topped with pale areolae and tiny pink buds. She had a hell of a shapely butt. Fatty where normal, two delicate little creases under each, hardly cellulitic cheek and extra weight on her upper thighs but still all in the right places and a definite waist remained. Explaing her nudity, she usually did the cleaning that way as she got messy and hated. He kept fucking me, not allowing me to get away, finally he stopped, and I was able to get him out of me, and stood up quickly so he couldn’t get me again. I danced around in pain, cupping my pussy with my hands trying to make the pain go away. I thought I was bleeding, but the liquid was clear. I was terrified when I realized the liquid was from him. He had cum in me. I didn’t walk with Buddy for the next few days. I started helping Kay around the house, asking questions by the thousands.. Then she wearied a fancy semi transparent white printed shirt where one can have a clear view of her black bra and she too choose blue tight jeans and then she got ready. So we got into car, aunty drove the car to garuda mall, we checked all the movies found Harry potter movie quite interesting we tried for tickets but we could not get it. Aunty said, chalo kuch window-shopping karke next show dekenge. I said it’s boring here. Aunty asked so what you want to do? I said we go back home. She said.