The Ponies were both fine specimens and well groomed. Their strong legs supported muscular buttocks and broad backs offered their riders secure seats... Their male size and strength were undeniably impressive. Beth’s easy confidence in her undeniable mastery elated her.She ran her gloved hand over the thick muscles of Big Boy’s back. He pulled against the slip rail and pushed himself back against her hand, trying to increase the contact. She patted him on his muscular rump fondly. He was a. There were a few quite groans as the men stood and stretched. Again they to a man checked their weapons. Apart from the DeLisle carbine, each man had Colt .45 pistol. This meant that they only needed to carry the one set of ammunition. For close up worked the commandos had a viscous knife. As David checked his knife's sheath, making sure the knife could be accessed easily, he smiled. The Brits seemed to have plenty of hyphenated names – Fairbairn-Sykes – whoever he was – certainly understood. Chris's mother told both of them she would be going on a work trip in 2 weeks so Daddy said why doesn't Chris stay with him while she is away so they agreed this would work. Several nights a week Daddy would sleepover and fuck Chris's mother till she fell asleep then he would sneak into Chris's room in the basement and they would suck & fuck each other and then Daddy would sneak back into bed with Chris's mother. Back to my neighbors dining room Chris said to those gathered around the table. He sat on the exact same seat I sat that night all those years back, and just as on that night, everyone was outside partying. I had had a few glasses of wine, just enough to make me reckless enough to say what I yearned to say.Like that night we were alone when I came in and he looked up at me smiling down on him. It was as if he had been waiting for me to make an appearance, somehow it just felt right.He was looking me up and down, a perfectly formed teenager in shorts and loose fitting.