Next morning: Click!!! Beep! Blonk!! The garage door was opening. I could hear my Moms car backing down the driveway. I then heard some heels on the h...rd tile behind my bedroom wall. I slept right next to the small laundry room in the house. There was just enough space for a washer and dryer. There was a small red throw rug on the black and white checkered tile. I rubbed my eyes. I barely slept. All I could think of was Mrs. Cotton, and that I wanted to do more with her. I felt my cock grow two. Heather thrust her hips up toward the invading hand and Anne obliged by stroking Heathers cunt with her fingers. Slowly and gently inserting a finger Anne was not surprised to find Heather was a virgin. Anne was very gentle as she worked her fingers in and out of Heathers cunt making sure not to disturb the hymen she found. Anne moved around and slid down Heathers belly licking every inch of skin as she went while still fingering the wet willing cunt. As Anne reached her goal she licked. Anyway, as he pulled in, I ran for the door, but he honked his horn before I got in. He obviously saw me. It made me feel tingly all over and I'm so wet now!" Shall we go for a walk?" I asked."You're not going out like that are you?"I paused for a second before it occurred to me that she was taking about my unrestrained hard-on. I guess I liked her little story."Maybe I should help you with that first." She then bent over my desk, shoving some papers and my BlackBerry aside, and pointed her. Once out of sight of the house she would strip off her clothes and let the rhythmic rolling and jolting of the stallion's back between her legs bring her off. She wasn't supposed to go out riding without permission--which her parents often refused to give her--but her parents were at church and wouldn't return for hours.She brought the swing to a stop and squeezed her legs together. Her bare feet rubbed in the dust. She felt so horny and wicked. It seemed that everyday she felt more and more.