"Lace your fingers behind your neck, spread your feet shoulder width, and be silent!" It was the first time I had allowed any sharpness into my voice ...and it startled her almost as much as the earlier slap. She moved quickly to comply, some of the anger in her expression replaced by fear.As I suspected, her tits were small and perfectly formed, with tiny pink nipples topping broad, almost flat, alabaster mounds. I never understood the fascination some men have with large breasts. Hers were as. "You'd better not be smoking up there," Betts warned from the stalls below me."Jesus! Isn't there anyplace I can go and be alone?" You swore! You took the name of the Lord in vain. I'm telling Mom and you will be alone in your room for the next twenty years." Good! Tell her. Then you won't be able to bug me anymore." Betts stormed out of the barn. I'm sure she told Mom she was going to go take care of the horses just to spy on me. She never even let them in the barn. If Dad knew how she really. How he'd longed to serve this beautiful dominant woman in the flesh.The room was dead silent, the curtain drawn shut so that the only light was the soft glow of the desk lamp. She was sitting there, legs crossed and in a silk bedroom gown. Her shoes were black like the gown, with black embroidered roses on the toes. She was clearly wearing silk stockings. He was instantly rock hard and pretty sure he sensed a drop of pre-cum ooze to the tip of his cock. He could eat her with a spoon,. I began to pull it in and out slowly initially, and soon her moaning of pain and changed into pleasure.“AAAAhhhhh.. Ohhhhh, bhaiyya FUCK ME HARDER,” she commanded.I lay down upon her, and pumped into her pussy hard as she locked me with her legs. She bit my neck in ecstasy begging me not to stop. Her nails dug into my back but I didn’t stop and pounded her harder. She was moaning louder than ever in my ears, “A…Aaaaaahhhhh yeaaaassss.. Ohhhh, AAhhhhhhh.. Uuuuuuuff, Yes, Bhaiyya, yes destroy my.