Mary was dressed for the holidays with a flower print dress that came just to the top of her knees. Knee socks and saddle shoes. What a waste. She is ...nock down gorgeous and if she attended public school, she would be a Cheerleader and have all the school jocks asking her out. But first she would have to lose those ugly clothes she wore. Sometimes I imagined her wearing sexy outfits like the women in my Playboy magazine. My Aunt and Uncle probally wanted her to join a convent when she graduates. I had been an early bloomer safely ensconced in the family estate near Cornwall and managed to remain a sort of capricious creature with plenty of available cock to choose from whenever the need arose. Of course, my traditional-minded parents were convinced I was a virgin long after the dirty deed was actually accomplished late one night by a drunken house guest with no idea whose snatch he was diddling in the darkened hallway. I certainly hope he didn't think it was my mommy's because she was. I waited for him to finish the thought, but that’s all there was. Then he asked me to come over to the work table where the light hung. He picked up a scrap book from his army days and turned to the last page. There was a photo of a naked woman with huge tits, it was wrapped in plastic.“Would you like to see some more”? He asked. I tried not to sound too excited. “OK”.Mr. B went to a paint closet and took out a magazine. I imagine that’s where Eric got the Playboy from. But this was an old. Sorry, took whyle longer then Ah thunk it wud. Ah had to wait a bit till her younger bruther got done. Betty Lou made him git his ass in gear and get ta squirtin cause my tallywhacker fills her up better. Course it’s easier to slip ma eight-incher inter her little puss when it’s fresh juiced up. Ah don’t mind cause it’s usully thet way anyhew.She were already bent over the sink warshin dishes so Ah jest flipped up thet short jean skirt she lakes to wear and slid right in. She squealed real nice.