I knewwhat was going to happen, but that didn't make me less scared for it.I closed my eyes, while I heard a zipper start to unzip in front of me."No... pull it out of my pants for me. I want your soft little hands onmy dick." I slowly reached in, and when I felt the monster hiding inhis underwear, I felt my heart drop. My hand couldn't even wrap fullyaround the circumference of his cock. My finger felt the smooth skin,and the large veins that surrounded his magnificent cock. Shit. Did Ijust. I stopped when I got to him. I tried to keep calm and casual and said "Hi" he smiled and said "Well are you ready?" I said "Yes" and slipped off the horse and led him to his paddock and let him loose. As I pulled off the blanket I had been sitting on there was a large damp patch where my pussy had been leaking so much with desire at seeing him. God I had it bad. I walked over to him, smiled and we went to my caravan. Nothing now was going to stop me from fucking him even if my aunts came back.. Instead, she rocked back onto my hand nearly pushing my fingers directly to her tight sphincter as she dropped a hand and gave my cock a quick squeeze!She was grinding hard and fast just like that and I did my best to bite and suck on her nipples and still watch as she had one hand in the front of her bikini and the other digging trenches in my back and shoulder! I was just about to the point of standing up and pushing my shorts down when she suddenly clenched down on my knee and I felt sudden. It was one of the sound proofed rooms of the brothel, made for conducting business. There were some books and documents on the shelves, and a big dark desk in the middle. Apart from a computer, which one would expect in such a office, the desk was filled with different implements of rape and torture. Most of them were used on her body at least once during her short, but eventful stay. Whips, cuffs, hand-held dildos, electric tasers, nipple clamps, needles. Everything was laid there.Behind the.