I needed some spice, something to let me know I could still pull, something to boost my ego. Thats my excuses! I owned a bit of land, to the rear of ...my house, having no use for it myself I rented it out to a local woman and one her daughters to keep their pony on. Sarah was a short woman, broad in the beam, what you may describe as a country girl. Jilly, her youngest daughter wasnt anything like her mother. Although fairly plain looking she was a ponytailed blonde, very slim, 15 years old but. Her legs shook and quivered. She bucked her hips, leaning back in the seat and thrusting her legs forward to grind her taint against the towel and the seat.The camera got a wonderful view of her impending orgasm; two guys in a white pickup truck which had stopped next to us got a better one. She cried out; her body shaking with orgasmic energy as a thousand vibrations radiated from her pussy and engulfed her body with a powerful climax. She yelled and squealed, gripping the edge of her seat.. Wouldn‘t that be fun?" That would be super, mom!" he hugged her tightly, and she hugged him back, hoping he wouldn't smell her wetness between her legs. She didn’t need to worry though, as he rushed out of the kitchen almost immediately, wanting to get to his bike as soon as possible."Don't forget to put on your helmet", she yelled after him, "and wait for me to come outside, OK?" OK, mom", he yelled back, right before he closed the front door. Veronica was almost done, there was just one more. It was never something I had really considered. "Well, uh ... I've been driving a truck for three years without flipping it over and dying in a fiery wreck. That's a pretty major one."She laughed. Molly had this weird way of laughing where she would throw her head back, her shoulder-length brown hair whipping back to hang straight down, and let out a deep, guttural belly laugh. Then she would tilt her head back forward as if resurfacing and give you a wicked grin. It was off-putting the first.