The clearing was just a few yards across and in shade, hell everything was in shade here. In spite of the shade he was burning hot now and he craved w...ter. He could see a patch of sunlight near his head, just a single shaft of light spearing down through the vegetation. It was a bright spot on the ground, no larger than a small coin, but very bright in the shade. He was burning up. He’d rest, take a nap just for a few minutes. Not long, just let the lids drop for a few, just a few. His eyes. She couldn't get thrown out of college. What would she tell her parents? Why were people so complicated? Why couldn't they be more like... horses?Sharon wasn't aware of it, but she should have kept her mouth shut. She had no clue what was going on in Daisy's mind, but it dawned on her that something had gone very wrong when she felt a tugging on her panties. Sharon couldn't breathe, much less scream. She was helpless as her roommate slowly yet methodically stripped off her panties and. Watching me, she put the book down, leaned back against the table, her ass on the edge and slid her hand inside her tight jeans. I could see her fingers probing her pussy. I moved towards her and straddled her outstretched legs, hovering over her, jerking off just above her crotch, looking at her hands inside her tight jeans, moving faster and faster. While she was watching my fist move faster and faster on my cock, I moved closer to within an inch of her crotch, straddling her legs but not. He was new in our building, and nothing about his appearance gave a hint of a "wrinkle" so interesting. We met while buying riding crops at a shop nearby... I a silver-handled item with a short and snappy stroke...he a longer driving whip."Do you ride?", he asked."No, never actually. . ." a little amusement glittering in my eyes... "what about you?" Well...not horses, anyway", an expression of what I thought might be a smile with just a hint of a leer on his face.I smiled at him as well. I.