Looking at my watch I was about a half hour early. I doubted he would be there. To be safe I made my way into the stall and took a seat anxiously awai...ing my 'date.' This was the stall which had brought me nothing but surprises and it did not fail me on this day as well. The cock that came through the wall looked nothing like the one I sucked the other day. Moreover, I could hear the man's muffled voice. He was speaking Spanish. I know it was Spanish because some of our housekeepers speak it. "It was a lie, but one she knew would appeal to his ego. "Sure, Ashley. I'd like that."She looked up at him and smiled broadly as she undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his jeans, and slowly lowered his zipper.Ashley was done being coy and put her hands on the waistband of his pants. Steve took the hint and raised his hips off the sofa, allowing her to pull down his jeans and shorts. After one final tug past his hips, Steve's cock sprung from the confines of his clothing. Ashley assumed it. Sam held her with one hand, ducking down and crawling under the horse's flat belly. He kept stroking Thunder, talking to him, working his hand up and down the big stallion's legs to keep the animal calm."Get 'er down!" he ordered.In a moment Janice found herself flat on the ground, her legs pulled to either side of the horse, the men gripping her ankles. She felt the hay scratching at her back and shoulders, wadding in her tangled brown hair. Staring straight up, she realized they had pulled. This is all just background to lay the foundations for the story that’s going to unfold here. We graduated and I went off to college in Boulder, Colorado while she stayed in the small town we were from commuting to a community college nearby. I didn’t come home from Boulder very often as it was quite far away but one summer, I decided to go home and work there all summer rather than stay in the increasingly boring college town. I was tired of the girls from college and thought maybe I’d take.