I run and drive my horned head straight into the confining barrier, the hard sinews in my legs slamming my head into the inadequate hardwood. The musc...es in my shoulder and neck hammer at the goddamned gate, over and over. The more it resists me the madder I get. Finally, the bastard cracks and splinters, yielding just enough for me to wriggle through, and I am finally free to roam the countryside. My mouth drools as I prance toward the farmhouse, ripping off my goddamned store bought clothing,. I screamed. FUCK YOUR MOMMY. I yelled again, as the hound lunged forward hard, driving his pointed cock deep into my drenched cunt. I froze my cunt in the air, the dog was fucking me so wildly, I didnt want him to slip out of me. FUCK MEEEEEEEEE, GOD DAMN FUCK MY CUNTTTTTTTTT, I screamed. I glanced over at the window, my eyes mostly shut, and saw the man jerking his dick. FUCK ME BOY, I moved my cunt farther down the shaft. GOD I WANT THE KNOT, I yelled. I had my ass proped up with my. Slowly we became friends in the gym. I came to know that she was 30 and i was surprised because she hardly looked older than 22. She was also married and had a kid of 2 years old. I started praising her about her body structure and beauty. She was shy at first and then she started opening up to me. I had my sexual intentions on her but she always spoke normally with me. Finally i managed to get her cell number and called her once, but she didnt pick it up. Then she called me back and we spoke. She was more relaxed and more refreshed than she had been in ages, even though a bit of sadness hinged around her eyes as the reality of her having to go back to the city was looming in the back of her mind. But for the time being, she held onto the cowboy that had strolled into her life, snatched away her false pretenses of being happy, and replaced them with a longing that she hadn’t realized she had been missing until now. When a slow song came on, she could feel Wesley pull her closer in.