"Even as she spoke, though, she could feel her vaginal juices flowing, and she could tell that she was going to actually let this smart-assed boy fuck...her however he wanted to fuck her. She wanted to take him down a peg or two first, however. She would make him beg for it. He would just have to learn that he was not dealing with a person who as frightened of him just because he was a little older than the others.Bob was crestfallen. He was certain that the lovely teacher would be pleading with. “Little bitch! he screamed at her, kneeling between both girl’s legs and driving his hips forward without warning. The tip of his cock, drilled halfway into her incredibly tight, incredibly soft pussy, and she let out an agonized howl. Hands wrapped tightly around her hips, he jerked out and thrusted back in, hard. This time he tore through her virginity, and he grunted in pleasure at the feeling of blood sliding down his cock.“Soooo good! he moaned, buried within her and pumping.“Oh god it. Monica had a black skirt with a red top on. Both looking very hot. We headed off to the town. We started on one end working our way to the other side. In between, we stopped at every bar for a drink. It was crowded and we keep drinking. After some time we headed for a club. We went inside and it was packed. We headed for the bar. Mike ordered some Tequila shots for all of us. Mike as usual “one the count of 3” then all of us would take it down. The night was full. He went to his fireproof file cabinet and started rummaging around. He pulled out an account book that went back years.“When the ranch was started back in the 1800s, your great-great-great-grandmother was raising horses. It wasn’t until about 1920 that they started raising cattle to any large degree. That’s when we acquired the Bell Bar-B brand. Then, when your Ma and I took over, we changed the name and brand to the Alexander Bell Cattle Company mark. The first horse ranch here, though, was.