Hi, she said mind if I join you in a work out. Sure, i said & nearly creamed my pants as she bent, stecthed & flexed every muscle in her flexible youn... body. She asked me to spot her as she did a few bench presses, It was hard to hide my erection in my lycra gym pants & she giggled as she did her first set, she put the weight back on the bar & grabbed another bar with her small hands. Mine.I was taken aback but so horny & before I knew it I was lying on top of her on the workout bench with my. Boys used to tease me, they called me mop head. I sure do miss Momma. Daddy musta missed her too, 'cause he'd say, 'Darlin', you look so much like your momma, I just wanna marry you.' “Well, after Momma died, Daddy moved us from the country of Dahlonega, Georgia to the big city of Atlanta. I hated the city. It was loud, smoggy, noisy. I couldn't bring my horses, neither. God, I miss my horses even now! He moved us into this cramped up ole shack of an apartment building in downtown. He said that. My cock bobbed back and forth like a basketball as he jackhammered me, my cum reaching the boiling point. “Get it baby….get it…fuck me!! Fuck me faster!!...Fuck this ass faster!!!”I said. My ass was burning from the friction but I was in a state of sexual euphoria that dulled common reason. All I wanted was to be nailed by this huge spike. I was being breed to a fault and I wanted it all. “Bang my ass…BANG MY ASS!!! FUUUUCCKK YOURE GONNA MAKE ME CUM HARD!!” I groaned as he continued to. I tried not to wiggle my bottom, really I did. Uncle Mitch came up the stairs behind me, holding the other end of my leash. Right when my hands touched the second floor he tugged me to a stop and said, ‘Stay.’ At least, that’s what I thought he said. It was kind of hard to tell, because suddenly his voice was soft and kind of raspy, coming from right behind me, and I do mean behind. I could tell his blue eyes would be almost level with my ass, which felt infuriatingly warm. It was definitely.