We left the bodies where they sprawled, and I did not bother trying to catch the other horse. The mules moved off at their pace, and by the time we ro...nded the next curve where I could look back, large, black birds were already landing on the dead horse."What happened back there?" Betty asked. "Why'd you throw me down?" She was still picking dry weeds and straw from her clothes and fly-away hair. Her big skirt was full of burrs and her high-laced boots muddy."I thought they might shoot even. I knew I had to be quiet so it was either deny it and go home or just take his cock in my mouth, and all I wanted to do was make him feel good, so I started sucking and licking his cock. It was delicious, I loved the taste, he was 7-8 inches? Fairly thick, just a great cock, his pubes could’ve been trimmed a little but otherwise I was so happy to be sucking his cock. I hadn’t really sucked cock before, so it was a bit of a learning curve but he helped guide my head up and down, sometimes. The young lady buried her head deeper in the cushion on the sofa as Hannah slapped her hard and slow and then rapidly for a minute where she tried to smack every part of the bottom lying defenceless in front of her.Eventually, Margaret Donnelly stopped spanking me and placed her warm right hand on my burning buttocks. She leaned across to the coffee table and picked up her ebony-backed clothes brush, which she ran across my naked back and down to my buttocks. Hannah Kaminsky stopped spanking. ”“You’re a sicko.”Sara changed the subject and we walked along, she was going on about something he sister had done and her mother took her sister’s side or something, I wasn’t really paying attention.“Here it is.” I said.“What?” “My field, this is my nude field.” I said and point to the field coming up on our right. “Are you still talking about your sick little fantasies?” She laughed. “The hole in the fence is just up here, wanna see?” “You’re serious aren’t you?” She smiled at me, “you learn.