Then I turned around to face him.I held his neck and he began kissing me. Slowly, he directed his cock once again into my pussy which was awaiting his...entry. My pussy had become friends with his cock and now recognized him as a friend.This time there was less pain. Maybe it was the position (missionary) where the cunt is better equipped to hold the cock. As we continued kissing, he was lifting by bums with both his hands and goading me to ride on his cock.I haven’t done horse riding in my life,. , in my 30's. When I first became sexual in my teens perhaps due to peer pressure I thought I could really only 'hook up' with thin or maybe athletically built women. And that was just what I did. Nonetheless, I always harbored a lurking attraction to females with builds reminiscent of those Rubensesque females you see portrayed in classic art. Of course, in high school there were certainly plenty of girls with curves akin to this physique, but I never moved past the platonic level with any of. "Yeah, dad, what is it?" she questioned. Her dad sat behind a mahogany desk. The room was lined with bookshelves filled with tomes of legalese. "You had detention again today, didn't you?" he looked displeased."Yeah, but it wasn't my fa..." I don't want to hear it, Mara. Your grades have dropped this semester and you're getting into trouble more and more. What do you think we should do about this?"Mara sighed. She hated when he used the Royal 'we'. It meant she had to come up with something on. I'll do it." Excellent," gushed Jeff and he held his hand out across the table."And, by the way, I was going to offer you that presidency either wayyou chose."--------------------That night at dinner, Jeff revealed Michelle's new beau to him.Looking at the photo on his uncle's phone, Michelle commented, "Hecertainly is handsome, does he know what's going on?" Every important detail, sweetie," said Jeff.'Sweetie?' Now where did that come from wondered Michelle.The serving maid, looking over.