McGuinn, please help the children up. They can spend the night in the tack room, can't they?"Pat McGuinn knew better than to raise objections. The pos...tion with the Tremaynes had been a singular piece of luck for him. Good food, light work, and warm servant quarters under the roof were as close to paradise as he had ever come. He jumped from the driver's seat and helped the two kids up to sit on the tail end. The woman climbed up to sit next to him. She smelled badly, Pat noticed. She had to,. It was a ferocious mating like I had witnessed among the horses on my grandfather’s farm as a child. He slammed into me over and over, mindless of my pleasure…which only seemed to actually heighten my pleasure more. When he tired of one position, he flipped me into another, taking me missionary, doggy, and spoons, but it was when I rode that cock that I felt most free. We spent the whole afternoon and well past dinner time indulging this appetite inside the dark confines of that van. I wonder. "I'd say man if I were you. What do you weigh?" One sixty or so. Do you always dress like that?"I smiled and nodded. All I was wearing was a very thin basic singlet which barely reached my thighs and bared my breasts if I leaned over, an old one that was comfortable and thin, and I guess I had outgrown it since I'm fourteen and still growing. "Boys wear t-shirts and shorts most of the time; depends on what they are doing, sometimes just jocks. Girls just wear shirts like this, some are colored. It was strange, having a mans cock in my mouth but I did it and when she was ready, she guided his massive tool to her pussy and I watched as it plunged inside of her. She moaned when it went in and as he stroked it, his big balls slapped up and down against her body. I could hear the squishing sounds and it went in and out and all I could do was play with myself! My wife had wrapped her feet and around his back and was almost screaming as he banged her hard and fast! I could tell they were.