He is slower this time. In and out. In and out. I am ready for the sensation this time and do not cry out. I flinch just a little but feel my tight pu...sy opening up to him. I lean against the tree to feel the rough bark on my cheek and focus on the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind. "Is it feeling better, Annie?" "Yes. Oh my..." I try to answer and it suddenly feels a lot better. "Now, Edward! I want to feel you in me now!" He withdraws his finger and I feel his thickness at the opening,. This time I couldn't hear voices. I continued to apply my make up... Damn, it suited me so much. Maybe I was meant to be a whore for real men. Women never paid much attention to me. But men were always looking at me, even when dressed normally. I always thought they were simply looking, kinda like the male "what are you looking at"... but only one in 10 women ever looked at me when passing by on the street... And only one in 20 of them gave me a second look. But men... they were constantly,. Must go slow, I told myself, must go slow.I slowly pushed my dick into her and she seemed to be okay. Then I let go of my dick, drew back, and looked down at the sight of my dick halfway inside the small horse. Her juices were oozing down the shaft, and they glistened in the pale moonlight. Unreal, I thought, I’m almost inside her.Finally, I slowly pushed forward and watched the rest of my dick disappear into the filly. As my hips made contact with her rear, my body shuddered again with the. ” “No Barb, not to many has seen it, I’m pretty picky about what I stick it into,” he said . “That’s good.” she said, how about putting some lotion on my back while you’re waiting for your next bite,” ’Okay roll over,” he said. She rolled over and unfastened her bra, and let the straps drop. He started rubbing oil on her back, running his hand down to her bikini line, then down along the side of her body, running his fingers along the side of her breasts, “Oh that feels so.