Pat pulled me aside before I could reach the rest of the group and said, "My son isn't going to be content for long baby-sitting the younger kids. He'... use to doing a man's work. He helps his dad in the fields and on weekends and can pull his own load. He's also a good shot. He was the one up in the tree stand that fired the warning shot yesterday."Pat said all of that with a good deal of pride. I walked over to Ron, a gangly 15 year old boy, and said, "Ron, your mom tells me that you can do a. Being in his bed again brought back all those incredible feelings. For the next two days, I'd rush home straight to his place. My lust had overcome any nervousness I felt and I found myself actually looking out for him to return. That night he did, Since he lived in the same building as my parents, I made an excuse about having to go out and went straight to his door. I softly knocked and he opened it. Mr. Lowes looked around nervously and motioned for me to come in, shutting the door after me.. He grabbed her pigtails and pulled hard on them, causing her to yelp in shock, but that soon turned to a groan of happiness as he pulled her all the way back down his shaft. The, he used her hair like reigns, riding her hard from behind making her scream with ectacy!Eventually, he came and sat back to watch his teammates taking their turns.They were (thankfully) relentless, fucking her pussy and ass over and over. I lost track of the amount of orgasms she had and at one point, one of the lads. Somehow, some wayThe handsome teenage youth returned home shortly past five that afternoon. Bette heard the sound of his Corvette as it entered the driveway; she was in the kitchen, preparing a platter of cold cuts, sipping from a glass filled with ice, soda, and more of the bourbon. She felt faintly drunk, but not enough so that it would hamper her movements or her speech; still, she knew she shouldn't have had so much to drink, even if it did help ease the gnawing distress which filled her.