He circled the barn looking for tracks in the mud. Seeing none he slid off his horse and went inside. The old barn was leaning, but looked steady enou...gh to stay up for a while longer.Tom brought his horse in and took the saddle off, he found some dry hay from years past and dried his horse as best he could. He rolled his bedroll out and got a change of clothes. Dry clothes was a welcome feeling to his wet cold body. The rain kept up the rest of the day and into the next night, the wind at times. He felt her tense once more and she squeezed her thighs around his face, keeping him locked there she squirted into his mouth and crying out her pleasure as he inserted three fingers into her twitching cunt. Finally he pulled away, face dripping in her cum, he ginned up at her. “Yummy.” He kept his fingers in her rubbing at her pleasure spot that was hidden in the soft mushy part of her cunt. Her walls tightening around them as she still rode her orgasm. “Next part.” He ripped his fingers out. It was at such times that Jenkins exerted her authority, sometimes with gusto. Her cane would be exercised for some offences and even I, one of the least mischievous, had on more than one occasion felt its sting. By and large, however, the household was a peaceful, cheerful place and we rubbed along as friends. Maria and I were often allowed to go out during the day and were on our parole to return always by 5 of the evening in order to prepare for the evenings’ entertaining. Guests were not. She had medium sized boobs and in a very short time i made friendship with her since we spent the entire day at home talking to each other.now from the first day itself i had made up my mind to fuck her vigourously.now at home i used to wear a small size white south indian towel(thorth) which is actually so transparent that is it similar to being naked and the towel being small in size my rock hard penis used to be standing out all the time.i used to behave as if i am not aware of my penis.