I was sad to have such an exciting dream interrupted. It was now the weekend and I was halfway through my two week vacation from work, and what a vaca...tion it's been. I haven't heard from Mark since the night he fucked my ass raw, and yes, I'm still feeling sore from that, but my god I want more of it. I spent the last few days searching the internet for clues about these panties, which I'm almost positive are the source of my new found obsessions and desires, and I've been buying new clothes. It was a shame he had not lived longer to enjoy it. I was just making my way back across the stream when the mare became fidgety. I couldn’t figure out why she was acting this way until I heard the unmistakable sound of a rattlesnake. I didn’t have much time to react before the horse threw me. I landed pretty hard on a fallen log and rolled down the ravine, accumulating numerous scrapes and bruises. I guess the mare got in a lucky shot and trampled the snake to death before bolting back to the. 'After she catches one ... using her feminine arts ... and has children (not child ... children) she can let herself go to fat, put pink curlers in her hair, 'green' stuff on her face or smear Ponds all over herself 'because she will have performed her DUTY to God and Country ... she has perpetuated the human race and no longer has the need for sex.' So said my mother.She also said, "Men are base and profane creatures ... they have carnal lusts they can not control. After ... AFTER ... they. She feels a small bag against her neck lifting her head up."Wouldn't want you to miss the show," he laughs, as he moves back down to her pussy. In this position she feels rather like a frog waiting for dissection.His fingers spread her pussy apart with one hand, while the other plays slowly with her clit. He twirls his finger around and then over it. It sends juice dripping down and the dogs sniff the air trying to find out where it is coming from. Her master points the way, with his cum laden.