The cows would walk down the dirt road, and if a car came along, they would move over. Some would stop to eat the grass along the side of the road. Th... cows had to be brought to the barn every day, rain, or shine for milking. I thought it was fun because I could ride the horse by myself to get them. The cows knew where to go each way; all I had to do was open or closed the gate.I tried to milk a cow one time, but my hands weren't strong enough. Tom would spray me with milk, and there was always. Once every week or two probably wouldn't be harmful, but she'd done it twice in bed last night before she went to sleep! That just couldn't be normal, although she did have to admit she'd slept very soundly. No, there were going to be some changes made. First of all, this girl needed some discipline. It was all well and good to be sensitive and fine-feeling, but it had to be channelled, and you couldn't channel it by practicing the piano twenty minutes a week. And a little more attention. I towelled off and checked my phone to find that the game had already started and I was supposed to be hiding. I whipped the bathroom door open to see my neighbor Abby leaning against the wall, grinning. "Found you!"I stepped back and she followed me into the bathroom. "Well, I might have cheated. I saw you come in when the game started. I came in and heard the shower, so here we are." She turned and leaned over the counter. I pulled down her shorts, and she let out a sigh as my tongue first. She scratched my back so hard that some parts started to bleed.Tears were rolling down her eyes and her pussy was bleeding. I hold onto that position for a few minutes and then slowly started with the to and fro motion. After a few humpings, Gopika’s painful shouts were converted into pleasureful moans. She started to enjoy sex and was enjoying it to the fullest.I fucked her in the missionary position for 15 minutes and then changed the position. Then I fucked her in doggy style and made her.