Seconds later, she hands me the lube and kneels on the lawn. The only thing I am wearing is my swim shorts. I finish taking them off and lube my cock ...s I approach her. Kneeling, I finger her cunt that is already a dripping mess. she exclaims, “Oh, Master, I love it when you shove your fingers in me like that.”I pull my fingers out, complaining, “Slut, you are always dripping. I can’t ever let you sit on the furniture, or you will wreck it.”“That only happens when I am thinking of you,. It was really beautiful and sexy. I get a strong feeling, to rub my hand on her hips but I controlled myself. She moves a little and puts one of her hand around me. As a result of which, my cheeks and lips are pressed in between her cleavage. I do not make any attempt to move, but instead slowly press my head further into her enormous breasts. Though I get a very strong desire to remove her breasts from its prison and suck those two melons, at that moment, I am satisfied with whatever I am. He hadlong hair and fair skin, as Candy still has. But, he was really niceand we always chatted before class. It was obvious that he had acrush on me. Although he wasn't part of my social scene, he wassweet, and I enjoyed his attention before class. As we got to knoweach other better, I learned that, unlike mine, his family was notwealthy. He had to work to pay his way through school. From time totime, I would catch Cantrell sneaking a peek at my legs or trying tolook up my skirt. Obviously, I. We were flying across the field at a full gallop. I was bouncing and moving on the saddle as much as the plugs would allow. By the time we got to the back field my pussy was a little sore and soaking wet. When we got to the middle of the field I put the last part of my plan into motion. I took the ends of the reins and tied them to the saddle horn. This way the reins wouldn’t hit the ground but they were still loose enough that Colt could move his head in any way he wanted with out the reins.