The horse turned his head and her hand stroked it’s muscular neck in awe. “He’s really pretty. You probably shouldn’t touch him too much, Cas...ie.” The older woman chastised her slightly, a soft hand on her shoulder pulling the girl away from the horse. Cassie was reluctant but moved with her mother across the street. She shrugged the hand off of her and took a larger step to separate herself from her mother. Cassie wasn’t a child anymore at nineteen but she couldn’t help it that she got all. My life is quite, well, unique... and it's great to be able to share some of my sexual experiences this way.Since I last wrote, five days ago, The Syndicate sent me on another assignment. It happened just yesterday, Sunday, to be exact. I don't think I'll ever forget this one.The familiar knock came to my front door around 9:30 a.m. Of all the days to be pressed into service, I dread working on Sunday the most of all. I rather just stay home and relax on the typical Sunday, as most people do.. Lovely to see them swell and get wetter.Looks a lot like Jenny enjoys the tough treatment to her tasty tight teen sexy snatch.For a first-timer she can handle it well. It looks like she actually longed for it all.I take a break of flogging her for a check of her sexual state. Wetter and wide inside!I interrogate her for foxy fantasies: You have been longing long for this, isn't it?Yes Sir, I often dream about feeling something inside me there. I pull my fingers out.I replace it with the leather. It said in a very feminine voice " Call your brothers in tothis room."Morgan said in wonderment, "Before we do, why all the colors?"The Ball said, "Santa's Law. Now go and get your brothers."Our brothers came to the living room. Leo said, "Hey you two Curd Heads.What's with ball? You can't decorate and play ball at the same timeCheese Brains."The Ball glowed a little brighter. If viewed from the outside, you wouldof thought it was the Christmas Tree all lit up. The Ball said, "Youboys should be.