The farmer reaches over to grab a healthy clump of my curly red hair, tugging it back like the reins of one of his horses. This f0rces my lower bac... to arch, but my rear end to rise for the farmer. I have no wear to go. He jams in one more inch than before. The constant reaming has given him more room to go deeper, harder, faster. His cock is more than halfway in my tight poopchute.He wants it all, slipping a full 6 inches inside until I can no longer hold back my cries. I don't know if. Today, I want to fuck!”She looked at me with some confusion. “What’s the difference? And why be so crude about it? It was beautiful.”Nodding, I said, “Yes it was. Making love is for love, fucking is for fun. Right now, I want to have some fun with my beautiful, red-headed sister. I want to stick my cock up her pussy and make her cum. I want to fuck!”We looked at each other with shit-eating grins and she scrambled up alongside me. “Are you ready?” she asked.“Find out,” I said, pointing at my. When we come up for a three-day weekend, the number is almost two hundred. There are relatives that don't have time to make it for only two days." Like Uncle John," said Denny. "But you told us that he is going to be there this weekend." He is making a special trip because it is your first outing. I have asked him to meet us there." Why did you ask him to meet us there? Are we going to be the first ones there?" Asked Danny who had a bad experience of arriving too early for a birthday party and. One of them answered, “It’s your bad time,” and they walked away laughing. I smiled, feeling dumb for standing outside. But then I could stand for ages looking at Shanu’s graceful movements as she gave her lecture.She’d been a good student, right on track for her Ph.D. entrance at 23, and started teaching us the same year.It was only 3 pm, but it looked dark at night. The campus lights wouldn’t turn on till 5:30 pm. Thunder rumbled loudly. Shanu dismissed the class reluctantly but stayed inside.