Trish's room was the first one next to the bathroom with Tommy's and mine at the end of the corridor. I open my door and stood there in the darkness; ...he sound was coming from Trish's room. It looked like she was having some fun with herself, well why not, we all do at some time. I went back to bed with a smile on my face and a boner in my pants."Down boy," I whispered to myself, "she's your sister."But the thought of her playing with herself had gotten to me. Soon after the noise stopped so I. Six ... eight, a dozen ... two... 48 mares ... THREE running stallions, 'something evil this way comes, ' he thought. Stallions weren't known for sharing. Maybe five or six two year olds, a smattering of foals ... fillies and colts ... a few yearlings. The rest ... big strong survivors.There ... behind the herd ... a golden shadow ... two more long slinky low fast movers bounding along behind the first ... herding? They still had eight miles to go before the first horse reached him ... not. She looked at my hard cock, then at my eyes, seeing my lust. “You want it bad, don’t you Thom?” she yelled up at me. “You want to fuck me like I’m your little slut, don’t you?” Looking into her eyes, I got down between her legs, hovering over her, my cock at her entrance. I grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs, leaning forward and lifted her legs so that they were on my shoulders. I then got the head of my throbbing cock on her pussy lips and started moving it and down. Her arms were still. Had she really changed? Was her regret real? The questions tormented him. Jane stared at his back and thought about never seeing Adrian again. She could barely breathe. She had to do something. Anything. She had to get him back. She ran forward and wrapped her arms around his torso and sobbed into his back. "Ady, don't you love me anymore? Are you seeing someone else? Why can’t we be in each other’s life? Please Ady, don’t send me away. I can’t stand it." She stopped and breathed deep. "I would.