She led her docile charge back inside the hay-scented darkness of the barn, and walked her over to the stall where slouched the stallion named Jandal,...Stony One. Jandal was an old stallion, long past his prime as a breeder. His manhood hung limp and flaccid, and his skin was cracked and brown from years of pulling heavy burdens in the hot Moroccan sun. Before being captured by Barbary pirates and sold into captivity, Jandal had been a young Portuguese fisherman with a wife and children. I think that was the best camping trip ever.Uncle Steve had his fingers tracing the slit of my pussy from the outside of my panties. I lifted my dress when he pulled my panty to the side and slid a finger in. I moaned as he began to slide his finger up and down my lips, fondling my nub, then just barely entering my pussy. I screamed out with ecstasy when he pulled me closer to lick my clit."Ohhh Uncle Steve, your tongue feels great. Please finger meeee....." I pulled his head further into. I heard Jack was there, but I couldn't speculate if he did it or not. I know this much. That man isn't cool at all." Tell me about it, he just about busted my ribs all to hell and back." Kevin said."I'll give you some advice Kevin. You best not even look at that man through them dark sunglasses. He has an evil eye. They say that nobody has ever seen his eyes. They say he's albino. I'll tell yea! You just don't look at him and stay away as much as possible. What you in for?" Jim said."Murder.". Thankfully her pussy muffled the sound. She was having a very hard time remaining still and talk to him. He got on the computer for a few minutes and then said good night and went to bed. After several tense moments we were finally able to get up and head for bed. Kay had a very difficult time walking down the hall, past our son’s room to our bedroom. Purple was still lodged snuggly in her dripping pussy. OK guys, asked your wife, girlfriend or lover how hard it would be to walk with a dildo.