We lay on the on the blanket and start kissing each other. My hand runs up her shirt and feel her firm breast. Other hand between her legs as she dry ...humps warming up for sex. I hear the bottom side door close and look down. Its my dad and he is walking toward the loft steps. We hold our place and he tosses down four bails of hay. He heads back down and loks like he is feeding the stock. My aunt (moms younger sister) walks in and closes the door. Dad hooks the door from the inside. That's. " "I told Nick I would like to get to know you better." "Oh, We were pretty close last night," I said with a big smile. My pussy started throbbing thinking about it. Anne was the first woman I had slept with, and I was really hoping she wanted to play some more. Anne smiled and walked over to the bed where I was laying. I was still naked from the night before. She pulled the covers back and leaned over to suck my nipples. "Mmm, Is this what you had in mind when you stayed?" Anne raised her head. "Ooooh yes please" she purred, and promptly impaled herself to the hilt on my member. This made her shudder again, but the passive lover of the previous evening was now gone. Gone was the shy girl too. Here was the sexual goddess of love, and she knew what she wanted. She began riding me with quick short strokes, more shoving her weight backwards and forwards on my prick. I pushed her upright, and could now thrust back at her, and we settled into a hot rapid pace as she rode me , the bed. .. Wendy Franklin, not exactly alike physically with her mother, had the same interests, the same concerns, the same filial bonds; she considered her loving and devoted attitude only natural, and never gave it a second thought. But it was stronger than she suspected, than either of them suspected--She put on a nude-look, flesh-colored bra and panties, the panties snug tight and shockingly sheer around her buttocks and the soft mound of her young, virginal pussy. She looked in the mirror and saw.