After saddling up, she led us to her old house. We went in with her as she collected a few keepsake items. She looked at me and said, "I guess I need ...o go clothes shopping at the mall for some better duds. I've been needing new shoes for a week or so." I nodded and we left with her things in a backpack. I made a mental note to pick up saddlebags for her.At our request, Amy took us to a "Wally World" for more supplies. It had been lightly looted but had most of what we needed including a small. The rest of the afternoon Rhonda thought about whether she wanted a horse cock and Ann thought about strapping on that giant cock and fucking Rhonda with it. Both were buzzing by teatime. “You both seem distracted” said Victor, realising something was afoot but not knowing what. “You will find out later” said Ann, only adding to Victor’s confusion. Just what was these two planning? He just hoped he would enjoy whatever it was.After dinner Rhonda and Ann disappeared into the bedroom. Victor was. While I was in Italy blowing up trains, I dreamed of this place. When I was in France and Poland, I dreamed of home and just living free. Do you understand. Just free to go to a movie, or to have a drink at the 'Pump Room' across the street.When I got out, I went to live at my mother's boarding house, while I decided what to do next. I was there three weeks before the Village constable came to tell me I had to either work for the mill or leave. At first I wanted to kill him on the spot. Hell if. Eventually, though, his mouth made it to my pussy, and he moved it between my slit, sliding it up and down. More moaning escaped my mouth, and I desperately wanted his cock inside me. His fingers rubbed my clit again, and my pussy dripped all over his sheets. He pushed two fingers inside my wet pussy, pounding them in and out, getting harder and harder. It felt great, but it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted his cock to split open my pussy lips, and enter my love hole and pound it till there was.