"It's just farmland," Amber said scornfully. "Full of animals and peasants." I love animals," Belinda said defensively. "Look at the horses!" Oh be qu...iet, you sound like a little kid," Cassie snapped. "It's bad enough we're sent out to the middle of nowhere to a convent school without you bleating every time you see something with four legs."Belinda pouted and sat back in her seat, continuing to stare out the window at the landscape. Her friends always treated her like she was the youngest,. Your ass feels so good on my cock. I’m going to start fucking you so try to relax. They say it makes it easier that way.”Slowly he pulled his cock back with my hole clinging to his thickness, seemingly resisting it leaving. Brent pulled almost all the way out leaving just the head in me before sliding it back in. He varied the depth of his thrusts, sometimes going partially in and other times burying his big erection to the hilt. His hand muffled my cries while his other hand stroked me in. Fred had reappeared and was watching spell-bound.Abby lay on her back on the bed. “No, on your hands and knees” I commanded her. Without a word she did as I asked. She was actually shaking. I got behind her and drove that dildo into her as hard as I could. She squealed and yelled and I began to pound her hard and fast. “Yes, like that” she wailed. By this time I was feeling the power that a man might experience in this position. Poor Fred was watching with mouth open and eyes bulging. His. She held my legs, and I began to gently caress her cunt. She was moist already, and I'd barely touched her. She began to move her ass east to west - just a bit. I timed my north-south strokes on her pussy to her ass movements. It was incredible. No one appeared any the wiser, as nearly everyone had their faces in their smartphones.I progressively stroked her pussy lips, feeling ever more wetness. I finally slipped my index finger into her moist, writhing tunnel. I pushed my finger up to the.