"Here, Ma, I opened it for you." he said. His mother just shook her head and said "Jack, we need more water." As he turned to go get the bucket she ad...ded "And Jill, go with him."Thus it was that Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water.Once there, Jack set the big bucket down. He went to the big handle on the spindle of the well and began to wind it, drawing up the first bucket of water to fill his big pail. Jill watched, as his big shoulder muscles bulged and rippled. She could. , dat ze alleen maar even weg was of zo." stotter ikverward."Wel nee jongen. Ik ben niet getrouwd."Hij staat op en neemt zijn laatste slok. Hij gaat voor de spiegel staanen doet zijn kimono uit. Naakt poetst hij zijn tanden. Een beetjeverwonderd kijk ik naar hem. Ja, bij de voetbal in de kleedkamer staanwe als jongens onder elkaar natuurlijk ook wel naakt. Maar dit? Zo metz'n tweeen in een badkamer is toch wel iets anders. Ik weet niet wat ikmoet doen. Voor zijn leeftijd heeft hij toch nog wel. I thought for a couple of minutes and after turning it in the lock, I grabbed my door key, my souvenir German binoculars (liberated during the war) and climbed out of my bedroom window onto the washhouse roof. I dropped down to the ground and headed for the tree at the end of the house.This tree was a large old fir and both Wendy and I had spent considerable time playing on and under it as kids. There were still a couple of tree huts, at different heights, remaining from our childhood but,. After going back and forth between both breasts a few times, Kathy moved lower down, licking her way down to Rose’s mound. Rose was going crazy, never having had an experience quite like this. Her breasts were engorged and her nipples were rock hard. Her pussy was on fire and dripping wet. She spread her legs open wider and tried to push Kathy’s head down lower. She no longer was thinking about the fact of having another woman about to pleasure her, or even the age difference. “Oh god!” .