- And what, Sergeant, he demanded.- And a group of police cadets, Sir.- What? There was acute alarm over the sergeant's voice now. - Female cadets, Si.... Four of them, I think. Six females altogether.The Super looked as if he was about to faint. He held the intercom in both hands.- Full alarm, Sergeant, he shouted into the machine. You hear me? All hands on deck. Call neighbouring districts.- Yes, Sir.With that, the Superintendent slammed his fist into the intercom and looked up at Inspector. Hersmall firm breasts barely moved as she did so, the pinknipples wet and hard as stone.The high-schooler approached the stallion, and placedher arms around his neck, molding her body against hisas best she could for warmth. Thunder brushed his headup against her, and Colette shivered again as she felt hishot breath on her back, this time from pleasure. Shebegan to slowly press her pubis against his foreleg.It felt good. She began to rock her hips back andforth, putting delicious friction right. She had just discovered the joys of sex and was fucking anything in pants.So, this summer, I really expected to do some great things. Uncle Bert had seen the sign for the festival and pulled off the interstate, headed down a road in the directions the signs pointed.“I’m horny, Davy. Let’s see if we can stir up some good farm women,” he said“Yeah, Uncle Bert. That sounds great!” What would any teenaged boy have said?My teenaged pecker was standing at attention as we drove into a field, parked. He picked her up and laid her down onto his large wooden desk. He stood at 6’0 and very handsome, only 27 years old and a very athletic build. She gazed at him in fear of what was happening. “Today I’m going to make you mine Kasey..” he said with a smirk on his face. Kasey immediately tried to scream and get up, only to be forced down again by Mr. Bryant. He pinned her down and immediately tore her short blue skirt from her body, then her low cut blouse. “mmmm” he moaned to.