I actually started to get annoyed. Why didn't he want me? I started trying to tempt him. I started wearing increasingly sluttish things around the hou...e. Spaghetti straps with no bra, and just panties were becoming common attire at home. I left the bathroom door open when I was showering, I tried on bikinis and asked him what he thought, I made excuses to brush up against him and leaned forward so he could get glimpses of my nice round tits. Nothing would budge him. I was getting more and more. I slowly started rubbing her breasts through the fabric of her kameez and I could feel her nipples hardening under my palm since she was wearing a thin, lacy bra which was easy to figure out since I was rubbing her boobs.By now, I could hear her breathing heavy and I could feel her heart pounding, it was a sinful, arousing, as well as a fearsome feeling, I slowly started grinding my bulging erection against her ass while simultaneously caressing her boobs over her kameez. She should have been. . broncs and the blood, steers and the mud..." I turn off the stereo, too distressed to listen to Garth singing about the very thing that has taken my heart away from me. I laugh mirthlessly, Mama always told me never to fall in love with a bull rider but I knew better. I close my eyes thinking of him. Tight Wranglers, big buckles, scuffed boots and a Stetson. What more could a girl want? I chuckle wryly.Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house. Clare had two massive orgasms before I had my first. And when it came, it was like a lightening bolt thrusting in her, as I pumped and pumped my cum into her love hole all, so i could understand she had shouted: “MORE MORE, PLEASE MORE” But i now wanted her ass – i wanted to thrust my cock into her ass hole and cum in her there – so i pulled my cock out – to her protests, rolled her over, spread her cheeks to view her “other” entry, and with my already cum lubed cock, thrust it hard into her –.