He'd always enjoyed their early morning sexual liaisons before she'd become pregnant and had really missed playing with her since she'd had her mornin... sickness from being knocked up with his baby.After Philip finished doing Beverly that morning and she'd gotten dressed and gone back outside to her work area, he sat there thinking about all that had one on in his life in the past nine months or so. He didn't regret any of it, and he wondered what the future held for him and for his family.As. The vision of this little vixen humping my hip, her night dress pulled up to her waist, her panty visible, my dick was as hard as it never was before and I could not resist this, I want this! I turned her face up to mine softly kissing her forehead then her nose down to her lips, pressing my lips against hers opening her, pressing my tongue into her mouth, her tongue meeting mine. She gave a soft moan and put her arm around my neck. My one hand slid down her back over her panty clad ass,. She had a band around her head and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. She motioned for us to wait and went to turn the music down. When she came back I had a chance to observe her better. She was probably close to my age, but what struck me was she was barely a head taller than my height. I’d guess her to be four foot seven or eight. She said, ‘Ms. Joyce, you told us the subject was an adult male.’ She looked directly at me and said, ‘Why are you dressed as a young girl?’ Suzanne jumped. She easily could have bitten off my tongue and gone back to sleep without remembering a thing about it.Her struggling didn't stop, but it did change direction in an instant. One second she was fighting to pull away from me, the next she was trying to climb inside me through my mouth. I came to my senses when I realized she was pumping a fistful of iron and was trying to climb onto my lap.It took strength I didn't know I had, both physical and emotional, to stop her.We saddled the horses.