“Play Time” Tree House

“Play time” Tree house. Part 1
Back home for a family gathering. I had some time off from College. Hoping I’d see my big brother I miss him so much. As I anticipated his arrival while sitting outside the front porch of our home, I played catch with our Black Lab, Simon. it was a nice day and my light pink dress felt good in the breeze. I couldn’t help but wonder how our old back yard, tree house looked inside. My brother and I used to go up there and have our own, brother, sister play time.  (giggles) I thought it would be nice to take a peek inside. I grabbed the soiled tennis ball from Simon and walked up the short stair case while he followed and opened the two large front doors to our home. As I walked back in to the house, I could hear everyone’s chattering in the dinning room, drinking wine and beer, but I didn’t stop for conversations, I just sent large smiles to everyone. I proceeded to the back sun porch, and noticed my Uncle John sitting in a patio chair, (or i called him “Big John” because I loved his big cock as a young girl ) he groped my ass on my way out the back door and raised an eyebrow at me. I peeked over my shoulder and gave him a wink. I love my family. I walked across the large grassy yard and looked up at the tree that we used to “Play” in. It looked a lot larger when I was a brat, maybe like Uncle John’s cock. haha.  I climbed up the side of the tree and up into the small area my brother and I spent so much time in. We had a lot of fun times in here. Our movie posters and concert ticket stubs were still pinned onto the inside walls. As I was reading the walls of the  memorabilia.. I heard someone say. “Hey Katy Lay” (That was my nickname). I Jumped out of my skin. “Oh hey Big John” He didn’t say a word. he climbed inside next to me and put my hand in his pants. His cock was as large as I remembered, actually a bit larger.
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