He then rubbed Stud's sperm on her back. Then rolled her over and rubbed some on her tits. About a half an hour later, Linda woke up. "I feel won...erful. Can I do itagain?" She asked. "Better not." Marty stated. "You are pretty well torn up. You pussy is split. Your asshole is bleeding. You'd better wait a couple of weeks to heal." "I have never been fucked so well in my life." She said looking at me. "Nooffense meant. That horse is even better than you and he bigger. I need. The only name that came to mind that I was sure about was Oliver Newson, ‘Ollie’ as he was affectionately known. He owned the old service station that was torn down for the new convenience store. I remembered him because he was the announcer at the football game. It was something he did for all the high school sports, for decades it seemed. He’d be probably eighty-something now and lives in a retirement home last I heard. I wondered how I could think of a way to ask him about last night, if he. I know that you haven't met him before, but this is Blake Walworth." You've got to be Kirsten," Blake said. "You're just as pretty as Jenny has been saying." Jennifer has talked a lot about you," Kirsten said with a blush. "So, did you come out to see our new house?" I wanted to see it," Jennifer said. "And, I want you to come and see mine. I just signed the papers on Elmer Sorensen's old place." That place with all the acreage, out on Point Drive?" Kirsten asked. "I saw that Binky just cut the. I started off inside Lyndsey, but with Emma lying between us, it seemed acutely hot that I was almost fucking them both simultaneously. I knew that this was going to be it, that I couldn't hold off. Lyndsey, aware that the two minutes was almost up was bucking her hips quickly and squeezing rhythmically in time with her thrusts in order to get me off before her time was up. I had to time it perfectly, and I did. With seconds to go, I felt the orgasm contractions begin and the spunk rising.