My cock, all the time and built tough, so now she starts to play again, but she was not aware of how to operate on me. Then Mom went to the dining roo..., and again sat on the chair, saying: I prepared a bed for you there, Ill sleep here, you have a TV there, if you want to watch. It does not matter to me, you sleep there, if you want. No, I sleep here, in the dining room, I get up first, I do not want to wake up you early. Fine, we have fun, tonight and laughed. I have been really been great,. ....... "I think he's fucking Sandy?" Ohh yeah? I'll show him!" I thought. ( Four glasses of wine.) Ritchie hardly complained as I unzipped his Jeans and tugged them down. BOING! This hugey cock sprung lose and I was fascinated. Now, I knew Ritchie had a nice "Bulge." But....... This was ridiculous? I actually gasped! Had to be TEN? WOW! Wow! I was content with the low lighting but.......... As Sandy dropped off what little clothing. He moved down to massage my feet and toes. His hands were very talented and it felt great, his hands moved further up my legs past my calves to my thighs, I was now getting more relaxed and shut my eyes enjoying the massage. Ah he continued his hands reached the towel covering me, he slid his warm . As he reached further under the towel he said; we don’t need this on” seeing that I had not removed my underwear.Peter grabbed the waistband of my underwear, pulled it down, removing it. Strange were those first days, for sometimes there was merriment, social gatherings and parties, and at others a benign silence in the house which Papa seemed to accept as his due. My brother Robert was much taken with her. She would tease or even flatter him sometimes, but at others scold him and send him to his room. All things began to change. There was much alteration of furniture with carts drawn by great dray horses coming and going. This occasioned much excitement, but we were not.