I kind of hope I have that dream again. My name is Mandy, I’m fifteen years old. A sophomore in high school. Dark hair down just past my s...oulders. Never wear it in a pony tail though; I don’t like it like that. Hazel eyes. Long finger nails. I’m about five six with a slender body. 36C cup breasts, with a nice round butt. No boyfriend to speak of. I decided to stay single for a while after I found out that all my ex boyfriend wanted was sex. I have a lot of guys crushing on me though.. .between his thighs…on the hard staff of his cock… Watching in the mirror mesmerized him. It was like watching an excellent porno movie…one he could feel and even smell he realized as she began to writhe in his lap and the sweet musk of her arousal began to fill the night air. Having cum once already he found he was in no rush this time and she spasmed around him again and again. Urging her hands lower on the back of the rocker allowed her to lean back, giving him room to bend over her suckling. " Fuck, you'll be dead by the end of the week. Anyone that survives will have to—" George never finished, as another shot rang out.George's 'gang' had been scanning the cars surround them, trying to identify who else may be surrounding them. When Alice raised her head to locate where everyone was, and whether she could help out, one of them took a shot, shooting out the window above her as she dove down behind the car once again. Neither David nor Maggie knew what had happened, simply hearing. Her arms were fixed behind her in some way and her feet were locked into curious boots that gave each the shape of a horse's hoof. As she eventually got to her feet it was obvious that the boots were also pushing her up on tip toe as well.Steve gripped her reins and pulled her towards him. "What do you think?" he said. "Nice conformation, I thought." He ran his had down the small of her back over her backside and down to her thighs and calves. "Good hindquarters, firm fetlocks." I nodded to.