He gasped, and I panted, “I am not made of glass. Fuck me like you mean it.” The flag had dropped and he was done playing around, he repositioned ...imself and pounded into me without a second thought. I was pushed forward by his strength, shoved into the blankets while moaning. He pulled me back until we were both leaning back and and started pumping away. At this angle, his hands were free and he pinched my nipple with one hand while he rotating his fingers around my clitoris, making me cry. Eventually her knees buckled and she fell backward while shoving her cunt forward in the same motion. I held onto her thighs and lifted them up when her back hit the floor. I pressed her legs to her chest and pulled them apart, keeping her butt slightly raised above the rest of her. Her shirt was riding up, exposing her flat belly which now had shiny lines of liquid running from her crotch.No longer able to push my tongue any deeper, I pressed two fingers into her cunt and was surprised to meet. “Don’t lose the strings. The calves will eat them and it could kill the calf,” Helen shouted.Then I split the loose bale in four parts and spread the parts across the width of the tire tracks. She kept driving and I kept dropping hay until it was all gone. This was my first feeding alone ... well ... without John.“Thanks, Harold,” Helen said.“Umh ... Helen ... it’s Hairy ... as in H ... A ... I ... R ... Y because I am ... very hairy.”“Oh ... all this time I’ve been thinking H ... A ... R ... R. She had never been so frightened, so humiliated, yet there was another feeling running through her that she didn't understand. She had never felt anything like this before but it seemed to be running from her private place between her legs up to her breasts and back again."I can see her cunt, I can see her cunt" chanted Mary as the sailor wrapped one of his muscular arms around both of Lara's and started to slide his finger up and down her wet slit. Lara struggled with all her might but there.