His buttocks tensed. He hurled himself forward with every ounce of his strength.She gave. He crashed through her maidenhead. Her cherry was popped!She...popped with it! She bolted forward and reared up in the air. She was shaking all over like a bucking bronco and trying to shake Spence off her back.He clung to the hollow behind her ribs, just before her haunches, and dug his knees in around her thighs.When her moo and bellow died down, so did her struggle. She kept walking and looking over her. Sucking the juice-laden fingers made Jean forget the soft titty flesh and she gobbled the fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean. "Delicious," she rasped as she was inflamed with the desire to taste more. "There's plenty more where that came from," Katherine moaned heatedly."I have an unlimited supply right between my legs.Go down there and see for yourself."She pushed Jean down with more determination this time.Jean was still dazed and wavered in the strange sensations of her drugged. It is light, and the wheels well-lubricated and sensitive. I am placed where a horse would normally be, and a bar attached to the arms of the sulky for me to push. My cock ring is fitted with the help of one of the girls, and a string connected, leading back to the tennis winner/driver. She informs me that she will jerk this to the left if I am to veer left, right if to go right, and straight back if to stop. Sitting on the sulky she can reach my bottom with her "encourager", a narrow leather. "What the hell do I tell him, them?" she asked her husband in frustration.Igwanda shrugged. "I can think of little other than that Miller was several bricks shy of a load," he said."Sure, he was a nutcase," she agreed. "That's what I said yesterday when Joe first asked. But you know they don't let anything go so easily, he started peppering me with questions about why, what made him so, why aren't others the same, on and on, and I had no idea how to answer. I still don't." Mmm," he said. "You.