.and body if I could.It was dark in the barn and smelled really good. Me in just my skimpy housedress and feeling very sexy with my thoughts of the p...evious day…I had cock on my mind and recalling the taste of goat cum and granddad cum made me lick my lips. I wondered what Dad’s cum tasted like. Would I find out some day? In the meantime, Granddad and animals would have to do. What would Mom say if I asked to suck Dad? And what would Dad say? In the meantime I was in the barn in an. Men try to touch it on the bus, and I cannot admit that it makes me horny. Come feel it, please.”With that, she turned over and I mounted her like a trooper does his horse, feeling those bubbling cheeks under my belly, pushing my swelling cock into the crack and down to a hairy, boiling pussy.Annie wiggled with her ass against my belly, her strong thighs tightly closed around my dick. My hands slipped under her to finger her nipples. This went on for while, both of us moaning and giggling.“Kiss. Tony seemed elated to hear her voice. “Why are you calling? How did you know I was here? I thought you left me. I’m a hostage.”“I know that.”Muhammad said sharply, “No more.” He broke the connection, and quickly left her house.The next afternoon Muhammad showed up in the bar. “You said too much on the phone.”“Well, the next time I talk to him, he will be in his compound, right?”“Yes. As long as everything goes according to plan.”“Next Thursday, come up and watch from my office. It has a much. She asked him if by chance he had some kind of fetish for pantyhose. He replied that he did but never mentioned it before out of embarrassment. She liked the attention her legs had gotten all day and it had turned her on and now she was ready for some fun so she told him this was his opportunity to live his fetish. He wasted no time in taking advantage of it.They went to the bedroom and he started by rubbing her feet. She said he got an immediate bulge in his pants just by rubbing her pantyhose.