I kicked my legs, but there was no escape. His strong hand traced up and grabbed my thong covered ass cheeks. He squeezed roughly, compressing my tigh...t flesh under his palms. I whimpered in surprise…He grabbed the waistband of that tiny cotton thong and violently yanked it down my legs to my ankles…I tried my best to keep my thighs closed; but he tugged and yanked, until he pulled it from my body. Then he threw it onto the pillow…He reached down and groped my naked ass cheeks, exploring them. I. I rounded the corner of the stables only to find all the doors closed and no one around . As I turned to leave a lit pissed off I herd a voice from inside .I tried the door it was open I stepped inside pulling it closed behind me expecting to find my mate or his dad . I looked up and just froze there in front of me was Margaret a woman I'd seen visit the stables a couple of times but only sat in her old van from a distance. There she was ten ft in front of me . Marge was a mature woman of about. Ooh! I’ve got it. It’s a good one. Ready? Tell me this – Tell me, baby, sweetie, that it wasn’t what it looked like,’ she have a harsh, false laugh. ‘Yeah. Tell me that. That sounds really good. Yeah, that’ll definitely work.’ Luke swallowed visibly, his blue eyes swimming, trying to speak, and Jane ogled him for a moment. He wasn’t actually that big of an idiot. She’d had a flashback, the same as she was having now, of all the times he’d pinned her with that whiney look and it’d melted her,. ‘You can kiss me there anytime, Ben,’ she told me in a breathy voice. Before I could explore further, she pulled on my arms and guided me back to my feet. Carrie pulled my shirt over my head and pressed herself to me. ‘Ahh, I love the feeling of a man’s bare chest against my breasts,’ she said with feeling. I was unable to speak, enjoying her soft warmth pressed against me. Long before I could get tired of that feeling, she sank to her knees, letting her lips brush against the prominent bulge.