We arrived at our next destination in about an hour. We were now in the middle of a field with a small hillock in the centre. We sat at the base of th... hillock and all laid back and soaked up the midday sun. Ruth applied some more sun lotion to her face, arms and legs, to ensure her fair skin did not burn. Ruth said, “I need to pee.” Faye said, “Just do it over there. It is very exhilarating peeing outdoors with a draft around your bum.” Ruth stood up and walked about five paces from where. It has been a long night, stay with me and we can figure out what we can do tomorrow.’ ‘You don’t mind?’ ‘No.’ I took her home and settled her into the small bedroom which had its own bathroom. I gave her one of my t-shirts to wear and she went to bed. I heard her crying and got up to check on her but stopped before opening the door. She obviously needed a good cry. I went to bed. It was ten in the morning before I got up and after taking a leak and brushing my teeth I went to check on her. She. “But I should leave you to your book. Sorry!’“Not at all. This was fascinating. You find Kath immature and Bob mature.”“Different kinds of maturity, dear. And different kinds of immaturity. Don’t let Cat read Hop on Pop with you, dear. She is used to acting it out with Bob. Jeanette is quite capable of talking as if Bob were her second child. She also insists that Bob is an absolute rock when she needs him. Bob can be childish in many, unimportant, ways. After all, the sibling rivalry is quite. Other times Brent would have me insert a finger or even a thumb and tickle his prostate. I loved jabbing him with a digit while I blew him; he seemed to cum extra hard on those occasions. I started fantasizing about fucking him in the ass with a dildo. I found that I was fascinated both by the idea of penetrating him deeply and the idea of having a cock of my own to wield to his satisfaction. I didn’t ask Brent if he was interested. Instead I talked with a lesbian friend of mine. I was a little.