I first sniffed her juices on my fingers, then tasted them. They were sweet but had a bitter aftertaste; all the grass no doubt. Still, the smell wa... clean and inviting. I smeared the rest of the juice on my cock, held it in my hand and aimed. She was wide open, ready and waiting for me.And then I was finally inside her. It was not unlike a human cunt at first, but then, once I was completely in, her muscles tightened, almost forcing me back out. When she relaxed again, I pressed in once. M-mercy... mercy...” Karena was whining, in between heaving sobs. She did not know how she was possibly going to endure the cane on flesh that was already burning so fierily. It was inhuman to treat her so! “And I’ll deal with Zena,” said Miralda grimly. “Twenty four strokes for her!”“Nooo... nooooo... nnnooooo...” Zena’s voice was cracked but urgent in its plea. “Ooooohhhh... I’d... rather... d-die!” “I expect you would,” said Miralda with a sadistic, gleeful flash of white teeth. She picked. Our school didn’t have volleyball or soccer. It did have track and field and I enjoyed those and am pretty good. Decathlon is my main sport. I’m a nerd, too. You know I’m on scholarships for sport and for grades. I’ve never driven a tractor but my old car is a stick shift.“How did you get named Agnes?”She gave a little grimace. “It is different, isn’t it?” I nodded. “I’m named for my paternal grandmother. She died before I could really remember anything about her though my parents say she was. My pussy was so fucking wet and itchy for cock, it was all I could do to keep from pulling him down on top of me in hopes his cock would go in my pussy. He didn’t get on top of me like I wanted him to, he was still in his silly ass test-mode and here I was, in-a-frenzy-to-get-fucked-mode. He did lie down beside me and put his leg over on mine with his knee pressing so hard against my pussy that I wondered if I could get it to go in my pussy. I was so fucking hot to fuck by then. I thought I was.