When she was close to cumming, the door to the bathroom opened and in walked Anne, one of Jamie’s co-workers which she secretly had a crush on. When...Anne heard a strange noise, she started checking the stalls, and when she got to Jamie’s stall she was surprised and all Jamie could think to herself was “SHIT! I forgot to lock the door!” So there stood Anne, jaw almost hitting the floor, staring at Jamie with her hand wrapped around a gigantic erection and with her tits out. Jamie started to say. She moaned and told him to fill her up so her husband would know that she was a cum slut. He collapsed on top of her both of them spent, his cock still shoved in her hot ass with his cum leaking out around it. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear that she would keep that cum in her ass until he came to see her tomorrow. He grabbed the butt plug she had sitting on the shelf next to them, and when he removed his cock from her ass he replaced it with the plug. He watched as her asshole. They went down the gravel road entrance and she saw a sign that said,"Keep horses off the gravel road at all times!"She thought it rather odd to want the horses not on the road. It seemed to her that they would be able to walk a lot easier on the road than on the uneven ground of the farmland and pasture. Oh, well, she would probably learn all these things in due time after they gave her the introductory lessons.It looked like the other students were already there and that she was the last one. She had attended Berkeley and was now engaged in her life's work. By day she was a financial advisor, but by night she practiced her passion, writing. She was well along on her first novel.She was an avid outdoorswoman and living so close to Yosemite and King's Canyon was a great treat for her. She looked forward to going there as often as feasible. She was fully aware that her Grandpa Barry lived not too far away, in Madera. She had always seen him at all the family gatherings, but, oddly,.