She ached to reach out and pick it from the branch and have done with it but her cautious nature held her back like a leash attached to a collar aroun... her neck.The tree stood by itself high on the rocky shelf overlooking the lush valley. The young girl liked to come up to sit under the shade of the comfortable tree watching the animals frolic and play with absolutely no cares or worries to bother their enjoyment in the pastoral scene. She could hear their thoughts floating through her mind. These kids had been practicing and were getting pretty good.I asked if any of them could think of a song that we could learn to play.Greg said, "Mama, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys."Bonita giggled and said, "Let's play that one about 'Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy."The kids bantered for a while, trying to convince me the first two suggestions were what they wanted to learn. I told them I would go on the internet to get the music and lyrics. They continued practicing the scales as I. You look me in the eyes as your hand comes to my ass, your thumb gently starts to massage the tight puckered opening of my ass and I let out an enthusiastic scream as I come again, panting your name over and over like my own personal prayer. ‘Bend me over and fuck me Adam. Please. I want your cock in me so bad.’ Am I even talking? I can’t tell at this point. I must have told you to fuck me because you flip me over on my hands and knees and turn me around to face the headboard. I bury my face in. ”“Yes,” I gasped as my body shuddered. My pussy clenched on her fingers as my orgasm rippled through me.My eyes squeezed shut as I savored the delightful bliss shooting through my body. My ears twitched as my breasts heaved. My toes curled into the grass as I was lost to the rapture. I leaned against Serisia.“Thank you,” I groaned, opening my eyes.The spirit smiled at me, licked her fingers clean of my juices, then vanished.I sank back into my crouch, struggling to focus on my watch as my body.