Connie was a petite red head, whose long straight hair hung down her front, covering her small, round breasts. Her skin was pale and her eyes were gre...n. Connie was in his sister's homeroom class. She was considered one of the brightest students at Sunnyvale High. She was also considered strange. She had few friends and most of those were geeks. What made her strange was her clothing. She always wore baggy, long sleeved men's shirts, long flowing skirts, and floppy hats. That and she had a pair. "I'll forgive you this time, bro." she smiled. "but it will cost you."Cost me? Oh shit, I've blown it. I thought as I felt her weight lifting off my hips. "I want another one," she said as she scurried up my body, straddling my head. "Get to work!" She lowered herself onto my face.I watched as her teenage cameltoe descended onto my waiting face. As her neatly trimmed red-orange bush settled on my nose, my tongue came in contact with her clit. As I breathed in her scent, I moaned. The ecstasy. I knew all these before we met and came to know about their more experiences eventually. But all these made me think why a happy couple would involve in all those and how can a lady share a bed with more than two men. I was confused, not so happy about it but was blind in love, lust with this lady.I started calling her Monai. I knew for sure that Monai wants me to fuck her, love her but had to wait for an opportunity. Till then we did not get any opportunity to love in isolation and had to wait. Her mother's whipping left mean red tracks that seared into her and left her throbbing in pain. Her sobbing stopped and she began to scream.Suddenly, her horse that had been tied to the neighboring tree began to kick and buck of its own accord. Arabella was so stunned she stopped her whipping.The horse wrenched its neck arid then freed itself from the tree. It turned face forward and raised up its front legs. Then it whinnied loudly.Arabella could see its white row of teeth for it bared them..