I hadn't given enough effort toward teaching anyone else my methods before, but I would be this time and I wanted them to learn too.Our first job was ...etting the hobbled horses into the riding rotation. I already had a handle on the stallion and lead mare and I fully planned on keeping them for myself, so it left us eight to deal with today. I sent a man each to catch and unhobble them. The rest of it would be me, telling and showing, while the wranglers were doing. I did a lot of telling.It. To discover there was nobody home and had forgotten my keys that morning. Thus I was forced to stay outside. As it was mid-October already and quite a cold, windy rainy day I decided to check if somebody was home next door, although I knew for Robert would not be at home, because he always played volleyball on Thursday afternoons, directly after school. As I was on the edge of ringing the doorbell, the door swung open and Robert’s younger brother run out, with a sports bag on the back, yelling. Too soon, or not soon enough, I'm not sure. Miguel came in my insides like three elephants. I'd had that special feeling of boys squirting in my ass before, but I never had a cock up so far it was in my fucking intestines! My parents used to give me enemas when I was little because I wouldn't poop. When he shot, it felt like that, but hot and about fifty times as strong. Right away, before he pulled out, I had to poop like I never did before. His cock popped out of me, I fell out of the bed on. Caroline heard the shower running.She lay back in bed, feeling warm and contented.Caroline usually returned to bed in the morning after Jonathon had left for the office.But she wasn't a lazy girl.She didn't go back to sleep.She went back to bed and played with her pussy.It had become something of a morning routine with her, loving morning orgasms as she did and seldom getting screwed by her husband at that time of the day. Sometimes Caroline felt a bit sheepish about masturbating, a little.