I felt desired. Most of all, I somehow felt safe.He reached forward and ran his hands down my body. He released my hair from my bun and hungrily kisse... my neck. Kissing is not an adequate description; his mouth made love to my neck. He nipped at my ear while he uttered the most poetic obscenities. He reiterated how I needed him as much as he needed me. His nimble tongue brought ecstasy to my entire body while he kissed my throat, neck, and earlobe. It was heavenly."You were meant to be mine.. I was able to keep my hard-on, however, and not think of poop, as I grabbed hold of her still white ass and began plowing. With my pants down just below the balls, and my pant-covered knees digging sickeningly into the mud, we had to try something else. We stood up, and I bent her over the tractor and fucked her from behind, a prime example of John Deere’s finest. This was by far the best position given the quagmire that surrounded us. But we got bored of it after a while, so we found a. I grabbed her shoulder and gave her a firm shake. “Hey! Wake up!” No response! I shook her again and got a muffled groan. A third shake resulted in a long, drawn-out moan while she rolled flat onto her stomach and buried her head, face first, into the pillow.“Wakey-wakey, Tara! You have to get up!” I grabbed all her blankets and stripped them down to the bottom of her bed. Tara was wearing a long pale-blue nightie, but it was twisted up and had ridden up so she was flashing her panty-clad bum. He was finding it difficult to enter my small pussy.He started applying pressure and started entering inch my inch. I was shouting with pain. I said “you bastard, it is so big. you will tear me apart or what. Please stop”. I guess he was a little surprised with my language as he removed his tool completely but at the same time, pushed his dick into me with so much force that I shouted with pain.At this moment, he put his mouth on mine and we started kissing. It was very painful but at the same.