.Amy. Talk about a pair of pocket aces. Amy was Karen's negative image, streetwise vs naive, daring to her cautious and whereas your wife was your wif... was almost painfully shy, Amy bubbly and a bit of a tease. Some of it had to be on purpose, after all, it's not like she didn't know how she looked. That was the main thing they both shared. Both women were build like absolute brick shithouses. Long legs that rounded out to big juicy asses that barely fit on their hourglass figures, only. Rightaway. That'll be my pleasure."He scurried off to get the food sack, questioning himself only one lasttime about whether he'd made the right decision.He walked quietly toward the barn then he smiled to himself.He had. Definitely.There was no better life than being a strong hard-working man - no bettersense of pride and purpose - and by gum he was grateful for it.And he always would be.2Four hours later, Ann was still working on her embroidery while her motherand aunt twittered away,. ..I climbed the ladder and got in the pool. Natalie was wearing a yellow bikini. It was very small. It made her small chest look bigger. I stared. She noticed. Natalie offered me a drink of her drink but I declined. She took a long sip and put it down. She moved over next to me. I playfully splashed her. Natalie didn't retaliate, instead she went in for a kiss. Her lips pressed hard and her tongue drove into my mouth. I grabbed her ass and pulled her bikini bottoms off. Natalie pushed her hand. "John made his way to the bed and layed down, by the side of the slutmaker. He reached for the phone."You're on your own for this one, back to looking at the ceiling, it's just you and whichever parent you get." Just before that, I was thinking in the bathroom." Go on." My sister thought I was Erica, so that means she is one of your sluts. You fucked her like you fucked Fred and then switched names in the phone. But I don't see her on the 'Whores Stable.' wall." She is not one of my sluts. She.