I just wish we had a horse. I would love to spend the day riding. We have all this land around us, I could ride all day and not see a single person.�...“You know our parents aren’t going to let you get a horse. Maybe you should just pretend you are a horse. You are a little horse face, you know.”“Johnny, that is so mean! I do not have a horse face. Now, take it back!”“Oh, all right. You don’t have a horse face. Better?”Mollified, Beth just huffed and walked away. But one thing did stick in her. "do it again! Fuck my mouth!" I saw the crazed excitement in her brown eyes. I straddled he head as she took my cock in her hand. I watched my tip, then my shaft and up to my balls pressing down on her nose. She gagged and coughed as I pulled out. Then back in again, burying my rod down into her throat. Never had anyone been so willing to do this. It was very arousing. I began slamming my pelvis down onto Barb's face. Over and over she gagged, coughed. I got lost in watching the abuse she took. He raised up and drew his cock from her throat but left it in her mouth where she sucked and licked it, trying to scoop more juice from him. He could feel her opening the eye of his knob by pushing the tip of her tongue into it.As he carefully massaged her second leg, he again lowered his pulsing member down into her throat. As he reached her ankle, he started to fuck her throat as he massaged her feet and toes. He had total control she was unable to do anything other than let him do what he. I feel something is different. I once again unconsciously finished getting dress poking my head out the bathroom to find Greg staring out my window overlooking the patio and the small land that I lived on. I quietly entered the room to grab my book bag and Binnie while combing my hair from the little naps it hand. um Greg have you seen my backpack? I left it next to the door last night. I mumbled, looking down not really wanting to meet his gaze from earlier interactions. I averted my eyes as.