Nikita still has no hubby, the same hobby, only not her own mare to ride.We casually chat for a minute as she sells me a few packs of my brand of shag...and rolling papers.I invite her to use my horse, if she still likes to ride once in a while. Meet me in my studio!The shine in her eyes gives away she also thinks back at our first and only very erotic encounter.I pretend to enjoy the late afternoon sun at the corner in early spring with a fresh rolled smoke.Nikita closes up, so I can see more of. We started dating in our sophomore year and have been together ever since.I don’t mean to brag, but it is essential to the story for you to know that I was blessed with having a great body and beautiful hair, skin and face. I was even voted the autumn harvest queen during my senior year. I’m five feet and five inches tall and weigh a voluptuous one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and I developed nice full and firm D-cup breasts at the beginning of my junior year. They are DDs now that I am. Then he bangged my wet pussy tell she dripped wettness to the floor. "Cum on my dick, cum all over my dick." I couldn't hold it, i had to cum. My body felt like it was going to explode from the inside. I let it go, and he moaned as my hot juices flowed all over his dick, to his balls. There was a knock on the door. It opened slowly, and a woman walked in. I had seen her before, she was the woman from the picture on his desk, his wife. She closed the door and locked it behind her. He stood there. . I just surrender. Mentally and physically, I just surrender to the knowledge that I'm going to be used. My body is going to be used any way they want to fuck me. Everything is taken from my control and all I have to think about is my own enjoyment. The more men there are, the harder and rougher the sex and language becomes. They're talking about how hard they're going to fuck 'that cum slut' when it's their turn between my legs and... And I love every minute of not having to be 'lady like'.