I should explain that we live in a small Sussex ex-farmhouse, with outhouses, on the outskirts of town, left to me by an uncle some years ago. The pla...ce is surrounded by council houses, the nearest 100 yards away on the other side of a main road so noise no object. An old armchair fell to pieces as we moved it displacing a number of mice. A solid wooden bench and a table to match we left in the milking stall, but the bathtub the mangle and the rotting horse collar found themselves in the “for. K.With a smile. I took a 1/2hr nap got naked and went upstairs (i didnt want my cloths to get any dirty while cheaning my dogs)i went inside and saw my dog was sitting on the bed licking his manhood and his bitch was laying on the ground tired and exhausted.On seeing me they started shaking their tail as if they were very happy to see me back .I took my dog into the guestroom bathroom and cleaned him first then patted him with a dry towel andset him free then i took my bitch off the ground. Jennifer was in junior high; her fourteenth birthday had come and gone several months before and she had become aware of a new and exciting aspect of life: boys.For a long time Jennifer had either picked out or at least helped to choose her own clothing. Her taste had always been good and her mother usually needed only to supply, at most, a little prompting in her selections. But just recently Jennifer had become somewhat fixated on some almost punk styles. Garish colors in clothing, and she. My own dick was getting hard as I watched them. He now had his face buried in my wifes pussy. She was moaning and thrusting up to meet every stroke of his tongue. She cried, Don, I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your big cock in my pussy. He quickly turned around and held his cockhead at the entrance to her steaming pussy. Are you sure you want me to do this Carolyn, Don said. Yes she said, fuck me, please. Don thrust forward and Carolyn moaned loudly as her tight pussy was stretched.