He didn’t live on the farm anymore, but the memories of the incest had turned him on. The bestiality he had watched between the crack of the wall of the barn had made him stroke his cock and cum like crazy. He knew that if that barn could talk the stories it would tell would make most of those tough guys stand up too.
He wasn’t lucky enough to catch his sister with her horse anymore. He was happy he could call for a phone session though. Calling the number was his lifeline at times. He would be able to talk about all the wild times that happened, and the woman on the phone would make him cum. He enjoyed it. He loved it.
He wished he still worked on the farm, but his family sold it. Now he only has panties, the phone number, and his cock. He also has his favorite girls for his favorite memories. Some are better for certain ones than others, and he knows just which one to call when he wants to remember and discuss certain things. He gets to cum and he is happy. He puts on his favorite pair of panties and dials thinking about the old times while his cock stands at attention.