You're serious? Fuck. I've never known anyone to do that. Like ANYONE," Christina said.My stepdaughter sat on the couch. Naked. She said nothing. And ... thought I'd crossed the line. I was scared.Until she smiled."Yes." and she spread her small thighs slowly.I stood there, not more than five feet away from her. Staring between her legs. And looking at her small bush of pubic hair. I could see it. Reddish brown. And I felt my dick twitch. Jesus. What the fucking hell was I doing?Until she. One of the hands, Old Hank, was a right sharp tracker who could track almost anythin' almost anywhere. Jake organized a bunch of the hands to go with Old Hank and him to try to track down the rustlers. Well, I kinda thought that I was gittin' kinda soft sittin' around on my dignity, soz I decided to go with them. I saddled up old Jack and went along fer the fun of it.Jake had this trip planned right—he had a couple of pack mules and a cook goin' along to make sure we ate well. Now, that's what. He had grown since she last saw him, now standing almost six feet tall with a muscular build. Katie had also grown during the past year. She had always been a pretty blonde and now her young body had filled out nicely. Very nicely, as a matter of fact. As she hopped out of the car and ran towards Ken, he could hardly take his eyes off her chest."Hi, cousin!" Katie shouted happily, as she put her arms around him and hugged him."Hey, Katie, how's it going?" Ken responded. "Watcha' been up to?". Well I was his come receptacle, Daryl would sometimes allow me to suck his cock. Daryl had a strangely shaped penile head, It sort of mushroomed and flattened out, rather than tapering off in to a cone shape. His penis was nearly twelve inches long and about three to four inches around. I could not close my fore finger and thumb around it when it was solid. I enjoyed our session together, Daryl would put me on my back and push my knees back to my arm pits and plow my upturned butt till I got.