Following the path took her through more woods and then to a clearing. On the far side of the clearing sat an old Victorian home. Run down from years ...f disuse, it's paint faded and cracked. Windows missing and boards covering others. Almost as if the place looked to be haunted.She wanted to task a closer look and urged her horse forward when suddenly something spooked Billie and she reared up on to her hind legs throwing Jessica from the saddle. Falling backwards off of her horse her body hit. They were the houses of people who had brought money with them from the coastal colonies, or who had made large sums since arriving here. They had little in common with the houses or cabins of the vast majority of the other settlers here.Since we were in no hurry, as we had nothing to do at the Fort, we rode all of the way back and enjoyed the scenery and seeing those that we occasionally encountered on the way back. Once back at the fort, we all spent extra time taking care of our horses when. I pushed my hips up in the air as I slid two more fingers into my wet cunt. I was so horny, my pussy lips tightened around my fingers. I could feel the warmth of my vagina on my fingers.With my fingers in a 'U' shape, I continued to ram my fingers in and out of my pussy. My fingers were doing a great job. My clit was throbbing and slightly swollen, juices ran down the side of my leg from my pussy. My breathing grew heavier and I was moaning and groaning aloud. To my surprise, the sloppy sound. If you dress to make men horny, then you'll have to deal with horny men. I mean boys. And sometimes, horny boys act on their impulses, no matter what the consequences. That's what I mean by 'trouble'." But Dad, I'm just walking around our house. I'm not going anywhere. I don't make you horny, do I?" What?! Don't be ridiculous. Now go change before I put you over my knee!"So, yes, I'm pretty sure that it was during this conversation that it struck me.Katie might have been my daughter, but I.