She had hated school, most people made fun of her because of her acne, or didn’t want to be associated with her because of it. Though she did have f...iends she never really got close to any of them bar Callie, she was just as horse crazy as Leanna. They had met at a local horse show when they were sixteen and had contacted each other a few times over the years. They really became close when Callie had moved up to New Jersey to escape her abusive father. They had gone to the same college and rode. It goes without saying that I'm glad they do but why is that women wear tight fitting clothes to showcase their bodies, especially their tits and then get all irritated and sniffy when a man takes more than a passing interest in them? What the hell do they expect! They display their boobs to all and sundry, sometimes showing vast amounts of bare flesh and enticingly deep cleavages and then wonder why we drool all over them. Talk to the face not the boobs they say. Yeah, like that's going to. I slowly pulled my cock out and rubbed it on her pussy to make it more lubricated. My cock knob was glistening with pre cum and her juices and looked like a missile. I placed it again on her entrance and she pushed herself down to take it inside her. I held her legs tightly and fucked her hole like a drilling machine. She was moaning like a slut and I thrust my tool with full force to reach her depths. She screamed in pain and opened her mouth to gasp for air. Tears started rolling from her. By my time senses, it was 8:30 by the time we had finished eating and dressed. I had sent all of our extra things to the Tennessee house before informing him of our next move."It would be prudent to check the local news before leaving here to see if there is anything occurring as a result of last night's visitor," I told him before sitting down at the computer screen and activating it. It came up on the local news feed, as that was where I had left it before turning it off yesterday. The news.