So 11 guys are waiting outside the barn when I come out of the house to meet them and oh, yes, I can see the happiness I give most of them when they s...e me. I’m hoping erections are generating right now but we’ll see. We go into the barn and I have them all go into one of the empty horse stalls up front. They have to line up in a semi-circle. I brought a pad a paper with me and so I write their names down leaving room to take notes.Already I know I’m not going to select a craggily old guy that. My eyes continue to drink in every curve and ridge of her body. Her pussy is waxed smooth except for a small “ landing strip” of hair that seems to be an arrow pointing to the prize. I see her lips glistening from the nectar of her arousal. I have wanted to taste her for a long time. I had fantasized about her pussy in my mouth for a long time now and I wasn’t going to be satisfied until I had a dose of that sweet nectar for myself. I grab her legs and slid her around on the bed to place her. Men like that. Bastards. Anyway, eventually, we were cosied down on the bunk, under the thin blanket, in the dark, starkers. Shy I'm not.Jeremy was a slow, unhurried lover, always treating me like some fragile ornament that might smash if he was too rough. I'm not complaining. I enjoyed the attention, and our lovemaking was the best I've ever had. We lay for quite some time, he caressing my body with his gentle hands, me stroking his buttocks and his testicles quietly in the dark. Neither of us. That I could do anything, even better than his other girls ever dreamed of. I could do anything because I was tougher and stronger and smarter than he was. Than they all were."You gotta be yourself, baby, that's all," Deke shrugged. "Make sure the dope wears a rubber and take care of yourself. Understand me? There's all the stuff you need in the bathroom, rubbers, toothbrush, KY, all that good shit." Where are you gonna be?" I asked him."Right downstairs, baby. Having a cup of coffee." He.