Now, it seemed to fit Kristina's description. Her Aunt Rita had been a piece of fuck meat for various men and now it was Kristina's turn to be called ...uck meat. Before long, Becky and her cousins would be used as fuck meat for some man. That seemed to be the fate for the women in her family with no man to protect them. Kristina wondered how her mother had escaped a similar fate.Rick lay down behind Kristina and slipped his prick in from behind. Kristina cursed herself for getting wet in. The pecs were beautifully flat and firm andcut in an almost straight line just below two brown, nickel-sized nipples.Especially attractive was the compellingly smooth, narrow vale of flesh thatran from the top of his breastbone all the way down to his navel. AKA hadnever seen anything quite like it. It divided his chest into two superblymatched, delectable halves. Unlike the first kid, SwimmerBoy suddenly noticed that someone was in the stall. Sky-blue eyes glancedinquiringly at AKA's feet. But. “Always got coffee and plenty of cream or a cold beer lol” this was going well I thought.“Now you’re talking, I finish at 5 shall I pick up some strawberries to go with the cream?” “Deal - come round the back I am in the garden” I wrote back feeling the chubby coming on, I looked at my phone and it was already 4.45 so she would be here soon.“See you soon xx” came the reply, better put more beer in the fridge I thought and took care of the task and sat back in the garden and waited for Alison.I. Our surround pen was empty now and we'd need another hazing party. By my count there were twenty-eight horses still untrained. That didn't count this year's twelve foals that were just recently weaned, mostly by our interference, and sixteen yearlings. Everything this time was just like the last time, except for my part and Biltee's.He was taking care of springing the trap by controlling the gate while I was riding Buck and hoping I could help instead of hinder the progress. Which it would be.