"Priscilla hurried down the steps as Tammy ran across the yard to the barn. Priscilla ogled her friend's ass, long legs, and gleaming blonde hair. "I'...d like to try it sometime," she said to herself. She went into the barn. A shudder swept through her.Tammy closed the barn door and locked it. "Maybe I should keep it open," she said. "If my father comes home, he can fuck me while Beauty gives you a jump." That would be super!" Priscilla responded. She went over to the small door at the side of. It was delicious, naughty and incredibly horny. More to the point it had been such a long time since I'd had any sort of physical contact with Greg my husband. Until then I'd just tried to accept it, learnt to suppress my needs."Come on; let's take these out to the terrace." I invited, to break the moment, poor Matt struggling to conceal his blushes.Sitting out on the sun terrace we chatted about family, his college and his friends as we drank. It was glorious to have such a youthful injection. They went from picture to picture, checking me out. As I drove, I saw both guys were smiling from ear to ear. I let them enjoy my pics for a few minutes more, finally stopping again at the next light. They never noticed that I had stopped the car, as they were looking at my nude pics. I finally grabbed the phone from Tom, acting shocked and embarrased. I kept saying that I forgot they were on the phone, and kept telling them how embarrased I was. I pleaded with them to please don't tell. Shortly after that my father left home, my mothers debauchery knowing no bounds as a constant stream of men, made no secret of their loud and incessant fucking, there were many mornings I awoke with the bitter aftertaste of strangers semen in my mouth, being occasionally facialized, primarily of my beautiful c***dlike looks, saw me driven, like my father, from the family home, and found me where I am now, lying in bed listening to my fathers machinations, almost three years from my first.