A bunch of us is goin' out ta the lake tammara, wanna go? Pa wants me to plow the south field tammara I'll be plowin' purt near the whole afternoon! We'll go swimmin' 'nother time. Jus don' wear youself to a frazzle tamarra
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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. It was a hot summer day and I was on the riding mower cutting the back lawn. Kitty was sitting on the porch steps watching me. We'd been married for about three years and still couldn't get enough of each other. We never wanted to be apart. Hence she was watching me with a smile on her face and mischief in her eyes.
His cock started to get hard. He continued to pull out his hairy balls from between his legs. It was getting bigger and I was fascinated. He reached for my arm and pulled me closer to him.
Lori had always teased her Uncle Bob mercilessly. She'd flirted with him endlessly too, ever since she was about ten. He made it easy for her, of course, because he always gave her hugs and kisses and treats and presents. He always told her she was his very favorite niece. When Lori began having boyfriends, Uncle Bob usually looked them up and down and pushed out his chest and made vague statements about how he won the Golden Gloves when he was younger, and he mentioned that he was an ex-marine.