I never drank a beer that fast before))) At this point my cock was getting soft and my nervousness started to go away. I heard her washing her hands, ...nd I decided to walk in. I went behind her and wrapped my hands around her body. I was acting on what felt good without the care of the outcome. One of my hands was under her shirt, slowly rubbing around her perky nipples. Her head was bent forward against the mirror and her long brow hair hanging over the sink. I was slowly kissing her soft neck. She was a great mother, but she always seemed to be one of those stiff types of people. Dad is a doctor, also a very uptight person. He was always dressed immaculately in a three-piece suit. Don’t get me wrong, my childhood wasn’t bad, I was just over protected from the outside world. No TV or computers and I was told reading was the way to spend my free time. All in all, I didn’t have a bad childhood, just deprived of the things that would make life more interesting. At nineteen, I came. Two months ago the school had a homecoming thing and I was one of the people in it along with Gail's best friend Tress the night before the game they brought me here and ****d me. Wait what do you mean ****? They forced me to suck there tits and eat there pussies out keeping me here all night long then dropped me in my yard naked in the morning. That was bad but first my mother didn't want to belive me then she did and at the game confronted your daughter. getting in a yelling matching they. I wondered all week if I would see him again, and though after the dream part of me was afraid of my reaction to seeing him, most of my being couldn’t wait for another encounter. I deliberately arrived early though that was not the best thing to do for the horse, got him rubbed down and tacked up, and left him tied up with a haynet while I had a look round the site. I did not get very far when I saw him again, to my surprise with a younger girl preparing a horse for the competition. He still.