Patience. There would be time. The degradation and humiliation unfolding before him were so beautiful. For the moment they were enough. He continued, ...atching her shrink from each word."And here I thought you were smart, but I should have known better. Girls like you are a fucking dime a dozen. Stupid little sluts who think they can get by in a man's world by batting their eyes and wiggling their asses. Let me guess. You got all those high marks and recommendations like worthless little bimbos. "She bent at the waist, and pulled them over her feet. As she did so, his hands cupped her breasts and his lips sought one nipple and his hand enticed the other."Why me?" She asked enjoying his hands on her tits. His erection was prodding her stomach, and she stroked it through his khaki's.He responded by bucking his cock back and forth, "Unzip my pants," he said as his mouth found her other nipple and one hand slipped through her tangled pubic hair to rub across her slit.She struggled with the. All this was really new to me, you know every guy watches porn in his teens, so did I but I always thought the noises the women make are fake. But the way she moaned made me crazy, it was beyond my imagination, I needed to relive myself by this stage but I was a little paranoid that if I was to take this further she might object and that might spoil everything.Reluctantly, I broke the kiss and sat up, I looked into her eyes and saw something that I had never seen in anyone?s eye?s before, it. Itbrought temporary relief, but couldn’t make a dent inher overall agitation. Something had to give.One night in late April, something finally did. It was one of those mammoth spring thunderstorms. Windand rain lashed at the Bower household, and thunder crashed loudly in response to the streaks of lightingthat momentarily made the night like day. Earlier, and before the storm, no less than three mares had goneinto heat, and Colette had been present to assist in the breeding process, with the.