I was applying heavy pressure to her ass now, and decided to go in with my elbows. Samantha gave a little grunt from time to time, and I checked to ma...e sure she was okay, getting a whispered, "Yes" in return. I went back to using my wrists; her ass was well oiled up at this stage and probably had too much oil on it. My wrists were starting to slip as I kneaded her buttocks, and I tried to prevent my fingers delving too far into her anal crevice. Once or twice my fingers rubbed over her. I did a little minor earthwork and converted the old light-rail bed to a grass landing strip. I'd always wanted to learn to fly and own a light plane and now I had a practical reason for it. Flying the Cessna 150 between the farms saved me several hours driving, not to mention being a lot of fun. When I got older, the only thing I changed was I put a small shed near the strip and bought a used John Deere 'Gator' to get to the farmstead.Joey indeed went off to school at Ames. He came back after. I had to wonder if she realized how humiliating it was for me to wait while she did that; and, to watch her go to such lengths for a man I viscerally hated, and feared. I guessed not. She came downstairs dressed to the nines. I couldn't remember her looking so beautiful. Short red dress, tawny locks set in billowing curls, understated jewelry, makeup perfect, and the smell of her: God! She was wonderful. "How do I look?" she said, smiling like an angel. I stared at her without saying anything. Broken grassy stems scratched at my back as he slammed into me repeatedly pushing me into the thick tall grass!The smacking of our bodies seemed deafening to me as I threw my head back and howled like a bitch who the alpha had knotted! I was his, all his body and soul. He had questioned if I thought I could take ten inches but his brown balls were squashing tight to my red butt hole as I took him all the way, repeatedly, endlessly!He was lifting me now slamming repeatedly into me hard, harder..