‘Pill,’ she said. ‘Richard and I–‘ He interrupted. ‘Do you want a condom?’ She swallowed and shook her head. ‘I trust you.’ ‘Trust...you too.’ ‘Okay,’ she said, and she was suddenly nervous. What if Richard had been right? What if she couldn’t come? Someone pounded on the door. ‘Come on out of there!’ Ben shouted hoarsely, ‘Use the upstairs bathroom!’ ‘Can’t. Lois is being sick in there, and there’s a bunch of people who’re about to burst out here.’ They looked at each other. Sarah snickered. Holy shit I was trapped in here I could not get out I struggled but that only wedged my big ass in there tighter then I heard the door open and I heard voices oh good someone to let me out of this thing I thought "Help! I'm trapped back here let me out please!" I pleaded and I sounded scared and kind of stupid even to myself and I heard a few chuckles and a couple of snickers Christ how many people were in here now to see my shame I was glowing red with embarrassment and the my stall door. The next day, Aunt Margaret took me for a countrydrive. She kept one hand on the steering wheel whileher other hand was up my skirt, masturbating me into astate of continual orgasm. After an hour, we arrived ata stable she owned. She was taking her new slave tocare for her horses. “We have a stable boy to clean up, but I need you tohelp me make my stallions happy.” Aunt Margaret removedher clothes, and instructed me to do the same. We madeour way to the stable, stopping first at a. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussylips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first white girl he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about one minute before he was groaning and shooting his sponk inside my cunt to mingle with George's sponk. I was loving it. All I remember is that the men were older; much older than George. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must.