As I was grooming my horse, a heard a noise behind me and turned around. A girl with long blonde hair came up and started to pat Chestnut's neck. "He'... a nice looking horse, isn't he?", she asked.I replied that he was, and that I was getting to like horseback riding even though my parents had not given me much choice. She replied that she felt the same way. "I wish he was mine", she said. "Why do you say that", I replied, wondering why she didn't feel the same way about her horse. A gleam. I just stared at him, not wanting to risk another blow by opening my mouth, but my face was reddening with a mix of anger and shame. If I was honest with myself, I had fantasized about having Dannell and Donnell spit roast me some day – based on my experiences with the shovel handle I had creamed my sheets more than once to that fantasy. But this was different, I hadn’t worked out how I could ever possibly broach the topic with them, but since the time I had seen them in the shower at the. .mid-August and the weather was hot. Gaby was enrolled in college but school was out. I thought that is was safe for me to assume that she would be home if I were to visit. And her parents would be at work.I am nearing retirement at 60 years of age. A big woman with a wide ass, bulging belly and pendulous 44E breasts. A fat old broad but hey - I have my needs!After lunch on a Tuesday afternoon I took the plunge and checked out of the office for a "random field evaluation." I would drop by. ‘Ah!!!! Ah!!! Oh, God, Ben!! I’m coming!!!’ she wailed. ‘I’m coming!!!!! Yes!!! Yesss!!!!’ His fluids again bubbled up from deep inside him body and filled Yvonne to overflowing as he, too, groaned with delight. When Yvonne’s spasms of joy finally ended, she collapsed onto his chest and didn’t move. He held her a little longer, then he gently rolled her onto the bed next to him. Yvonne smiled at him. ‘God, you make me feel so wonderful!’ she breathed. ‘I love what you do to me!’ He kissed her..