Her grip tightened on my pant legs and I felt her sway as the sensations washed over her. "Oh yes! Rub my wet little girl pussy Daddy! Oh, fuck that f...els so good! More please! Harder!" she moaned and cried.That was another thing about Gina's upbringing–her Dad was also strict about how a woman should behave in bed. To him only whores and sluts made noise during sex.Sex was supposed to be for the man's benefit–women were there just for the man's pleasure, they weren't supposed to get any. It was about having a short time to express an ocean of love and lust."You tease!" I know, and I'm good at it, aren't I?" I countered, laughing."My love, you're very good at all of it.", he teased back. "You did such a good job balancing me on the edge there, that we'd better hop in the cold water for a swim before I cum just thinking about it."If you do, then don't waste it, cum all over me and we'll see what we can do with it," I teased him back. He laughed, semi-tempted I could see, but held. Which it comes to my mind,is exactly what he was!The scene was manifestly bucolic with cows lowing from a distance, theoccasional clucking of a hen nearby, the smell of hay and horse manurepermeating the air, and the brisk wet sound of the currying brushpressing against Onyx's moist, silky coat.I could smell Tom's odor since he was so proximate to me. I will notdeceive you about my reaction to it. The smell was not unpleasant. Itwas manly, and if somewhat pungent, then only because it came from. And they want nothing that can distract from that. Peggy even told me that some guys that have long hair have been known to wear wigs to hide it. Push it all under the wig or wear a hat so the hair does not distract from their performing.”Holly kissed me goodbye and headed home so she could get ready for our date, and I gave Linda a call. She said she would be ready in about a half-hour, and we said goodbye. About 10 minutes later I called back and I asked Rosie her what the plans were for.