Sandra and I could afford to take both of them on even given they would have cut into our avowed interest in genetic diversity. At the same time I saw...them as both good stock, too.That’s when it hit me-- maybe something could work out after all.“Harry!” I called out. “I got an idea, c’mere!”He paused, talking to an older Hispanic woman (who looked pretty cute, too), telling her that he’d be right back, and stepped over to us, standing by the twin girls. “Yeah, Jeff?”I told him, Sandra nodding. Still new to the town Kev had placed the evening's entertainment in her hands. She told him to dress casual and she was again wearing levi's and a western shirt when he picked her up. Letting her drive as she knew where they were going they visited a friend of hers and borrowed two horses to go riding. Kevin wasn't much of a rider while Charli was very good. His legs were very sore by the time they were done but he had enjoyed himself, if for no other reason than she was sharing one of her. .HAAAAA...HAAAAAA...HAAAAA"??then again, another creshendo of hard crying, "WAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH....WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH....AHHHH.....HAAAAA...HAAAAAA...HAAAAA" reaching high pitch almost like a woman, as the whip continued to find its mark all over his suffering fiery red crotch.? Twenty seven lashes in all to that point.? Each lash making him squirm hard against his restraints, bobbing up and down on the?balls of his bare?feet, though?strapped tight. "He rams me thirty times hard and deep. I press back against each entry,retract from each withdrawal. "That's it, bitch, fuck back at me." Heslaps my behind, and jams it faster, and harder, until he is winded. Hesinks himself so deeply inside me that it feels as if his cock expels thedregs of the air from my lungs. He is working me like a bellows to afurnace, and my insides glow and melt. I start to enjoy being filled upwith his bulky cock. My ass syncopates to his rhythms. He slaps mybuttocks.