Her little brown Boxer with a stumpy tail had been for her tenth birthday three years ago. Then her hair had been long, now she had it bobbed short an...d wore a 32" bra. She had changed and so had Tex.His tongue slurped over that red tip that now peeked out its sheath.With each slurp his black bollocks swung between his pink flanks. It mesmerised her. On previous occasions at home, Pamela had to halt what her mother called, "his rude habit". Yet her father jovially called it natural animal. John watched as I wet my finger and slipped a second finger inside holding them apart stretching and loosing my skin. John watched as I played with my foreskin. His cock now hard up against his belly. He spit on his hand and started edging his swollen mushroom watching me. John said ‘Man I wish I had my foreskin.’ ‘I have seen another guy at the gym that had a loose foreskin. This is the first time getting a chance to play with one.’ I asked him if he wanted to finger dock my foreskin? ‘Hell. I had a solution for that.Mindy looked every inch the horsewoman by the time we finished, even smelling of them (she'd rubbed her panties against one of the horses). If her mother could detect any scent of a male on her, it wasn't from lack of trying on our part. I escorted her out of the stables at the other end from where her brother had appeared. We walked across the ground, me feeling rather aroused but unable to do anything about it just yet.Her mother took in hwat I was wering and was not. I explained that my wife wouldn't be home till around 7pm so we had plenty of time. I figured since we'd made love in her and her husbands bed, it was only right I brought her here. The entire drive I'd had my hand under her skirt, slowly rubbing and teasing the crotch of her panties. By the time we'd arrived they were already soaking. We entered through the back door so the neighbors wouldn't notice. The bathroom being near the back door, Marty took the moment to use the facility and freshen.