‘Nikki, why don’t you ride with your mom and she can talk about me without being embarrassed and your dad can talk to me about the international b...eef trade and horses?’ ‘How did you know we’d come in two vehicles?’ Bass sniffed, pulling at the brim of his Acubra (Stetson). ‘Nikki wouldn’t have known that.’ ‘Six people and all our luggage adds up to more than one vehicle in my book.’ ‘Yeah mate and I’d thought the same way,’ Bass nodded. ‘Did Nikki tell you about my horse Ruffian?’ ‘Yeah she. You are nothing but a wanton slut, loving me to abuse her fuck-holes.” He pulls out and slaps my still quivering pussy, before pushing into it again. I’m lost in the carnal bliss of him using me, alternatively fucking my pussy and my ass, now and again adding slaps, pinches or bites to different parts of my body, making me cum several times more. Then suddenly, he pulls out, and manhandles me into kneeling before him. “You want my seed you little cum rag?” he growls holding his throbbing. They knew I had a weakness for foot fetishes, so they allowed me to spend a few moments with their feet, both of them had white pedi and I was in seventh heaven. Jen then asked if we could start doing something, that she was already angry and if we didn't start doing something, she would go crazy. At that moment, Lennie threw her on the bed and started kissing her, while her other hand ran over her whole body, most of the time between her thighs to tease her even more. We had our pants open, so. Since she was only there every other weekend there wouldn’t be any issue.I put my bag on the bed then went to the kitchen for supper. We made small chit chat at the diner table. Frank asked how my brother was doing in the Army. Jennifer asked about school and baseball. After eating Frank and I started wrestling around. It wasn’t much of a challenge since Frank was 6’1 and muscular and I was 5’4 and 120 pounds, but it was still fun. That is until we bumped the coffee table and red kool-aid.