Sheriff Owen gasped out. “He’s trained so he won’t kill you… now grab it and fuck it.” Then I understood. The Horse wouldn’t pummel me, ...’d have to ride it. I reached down, holding that massive cock inside of me and started fucking it hard. I moaned and screamed as I drove the cock deep inside myself then pulled it out and shoved it in over and over. The horse was shaking as I fucked him, and Mr. Miller and Sheriff Owen were stroking their hard cocks. “That’s my little slut. Fuck that. I shake my head to discipline my mind away from that image."What is wrong with you?" I murmur as the mental image of the naked young man refuses to dissolves.I turned the lights on in my bedroom and tossed the robe onto the bed and stretched long and hard in my light blue panties and brassiere. I moved about the room tidying up briefly, hoping the movement would catch his eye. Without looking toward the pool, I unsnapped the bra and tossed it toward the hamper. I did my normal stretching. Alfred was a good four or five years older than Richard and I and we had thought of him to be worldlier than us.Alfred had told us about a place just across the border in Mexico. A small town called San Luis. It was a border town where prostitution was legal. Well, at least there were no hassles with the law. Only thing it was about a four-hour drive. Well Alfred had a new Camaro and wanted to drive us. We agreed to go the next weekend. We still all lived at home so we made up a story that we. "I am getting really hungry can I please grab something to eat?" Shut off you freak! Deal with it." the Security guy closed the slit.Now I was really angry who was he thinking he was, I used to be a fieldagent and he was just some grunt abusing the power he now hold over me. Ipunched the door several times making dents in the metal door. I heard himscreaming in shock and surprise on the other side. Since I didn't manageto open the door I knelt on the floor of my room and started to pray tocalm.