But if I know you, you would land on your feet. I could fuck your face up, but God knows you aren't a raving beauty now. See I can do anything to you,...because you aren't going to the cops no matter what I do. If you do go to the cops, you will be in the cell next to mine. You do believe that don't you Mary Ellen."She nodded her head again."Give me the password to all your websites. Write them down," I demanded. The Brit managed to come up with a piece of paper. "Mary Ellen I want them all. A large video screen was once again moved intoposition so that it occupied most of her vision and, due to the thick posturecollar, she was unable to look anywhere else. The screen flickered to lifeshowing her bound form and just behind her the giant horse. The gentleman smacked the horse firmly on the shouldershouting, "Mount!" The horse did so, and with vigor began poundingaway at the tiny girl's cunt-hole. The first thrust caused a jet of mixed horsecum to squirt out with a sick farting. I was facing her as I lifted up my tee shirt and carried on talking. As my breasts come into view, I noticed her staring at them. I felt another clit tingle as she paused talking for a second. She then walked me over to the table and I felt my already hard nipples stiffen up more. On another day, I may well have wanted to cover them up, but I felt daring and let her see them. I saw her lick her lips quickly, and then immediately questioned whether that was my imagination or not! I climbed up,. She was eating it up almost like she's on a rollercoaster. Even her shrieking face of exhilaration reminded him of boysrecklessly pedaling English racers down cratered downhill streets.'Damn! If she weren't so damn feminine I'd almost say her hide wasbutch! I thought wiling a sheltered kid over was gonna be a pushoverbut she's breaking the rules! Even the youngest teenage girls are likecute tinder boxes waiting for the right fancy to light 'em up, whetherit's the Beatles or some sly college.