She hadn’t been able to sit for days after his last use of it on her. Of course that just meant he had kept her on her knees for days, and we all kn...w what that meant. After a couple days her ass had stopped burning but her jaws had ached terribly…But that’s another story….“Okay Bunny come on over here, I need to load you up onto the wagon.” Her hubby Master said patting the wooden deck of the hay wagon trailer. A cloud of hay dust dancing in the sun on the old boards.Bunny strode over keeping. Would it be enough for your dad and I to let you play with us again sometime?It wouldn’t be enough but it would be better than not doing it.I’m not the only woman in the house, you know.Becky? Becky would let me fuck her?I don’t know, but I will ask her if you like.If I like? How could I not like? Becky is awesome.She is, isn’t she? Give me some time to feel her out and we will see.Uh, Mom?Yes, Dear.Dad and I saw you feeling her out.You did?What did you do?We beat off while we were watching. I would notice men stare at my behind when I walked by and I started to enjoy it. I started wearing women's pants and shorts that fit tighter and hugged my big butt. I felt so naughty and horny knowing that men were staring at my butt as I walked down a grocery store but they did not dare act on their urges in public. I had to figure out a way to find men that wanted me and be very discrete as well. I let my hair grow out and I started wearing make-up when I was around 21 yrs old. One evening. ”Being on the track team, nakedness around girls was not an issue to me, and a smooth or heavily trimmed pussy was the norm for all the girls. Breathing deeply with that cute blush on one hundred percent, Sam undid her robe and oh, wow, thick curly black hair, and I mean thick. It extended from her thighs to her waistline.She looked at me with a worried, embarrassed look. “Well, my mum’s family were part Italian and we’re dark haired.” She was right there. “So I see!” My eyes were riveted to.