She was wearing a low cut bouse that almost could not contain her large breast. One could get lost in her eyes. I thought how good would it be to make...Al scream "Ohhhh La La". Then you said that you needed help settling a bet. "About what" I said. You continued " Would men have sex with a younger or older woman”. After a minute or two I said “there are advantages either way. Younger woman have more life and energy while a older woman know what she wants and how to get it”. “Ok if that is true. I was that time 19 years. There was actually a huge gap between me and my brother also.Now I will tell you about Ekta bhabhi. She was in her mid 20s, so there was some ten years gap between them. Ekta bhabhi was stunningly beautiful woman by all means. She was very fair. She had very proportionate figure that made her look was very inviting. She looked very sexy in the sense; her boobs were well developed, amply swollen, luxuriant, quite shapely, bulging, protruding, opulent, curvaceous, firm. “Lie down, and spread those slutty legs.” I did, and he smiled at me reaching down and pinching my hard nipples. “You’re about to be filled with cum slut, with nasty horse cum.” I moaned and saw Sheriff Owen leading the horse over. They positioned him so he was standing over the hay bale, over me. His long hard cock swung down, its mushroom head just inches from my stretched little cunt. I whimpered and bucked my hips. “I want to fuck it… let me fuck it.” I was so hot to feel that huge. I felt a part of things much better now than when I had first arrived. Gone were the chunky knit jumpers and baggy jeans, having been replaced with shorter skirts or leggings and fitted blouses.It was August and Florida was hot. The common classroom attire for female students was either shorts or a midi to mini skirt, usually with a tee-shirt type top. As long as the shorts or skirt covered your butt, they were socially acceptable—there was no formal dress code. I was wearing a mid-thigh length.