”“Yeah,” she said, surprised. “He works in the subsidies office.”“We used to get checks from him,” said Bobby. “Back when we were stil...l farming the land ourselves.”“They’d still be unhappy about me being here with you alone,” she said.“Well, then,” said Bobby. “We’ll have to make sure they don’t find out about it.” He looked around. “I know you were planning on starting tomorrow, but I have time to show you a couple of things. You might get some of it done today, and we can work on it more. He smears it around making her pussy and the head of his cock even wetter.Bunny pushes forward slowly making the neon green tip of his cock disappear inside her pussy. She groans feeling his thick cock splitting her pussy walls apart sending waves of pleasure and minor pain through her body. He slowly pushes his cock deeper stopping every time her pussy ripples around his cock milking it and drawing it deeper into her core. Every inch of thick equine rabbit cock sends her over the edge making. I put an arm around her waist, running a finger or two over her pronounced hip bone again and again, and silently we made our way to the lake. Upon reaching the muddy bank of the mountain lake, we set a towel down. It was picturesque, a more serene setting you couldn’t have asked for. The birds were chirping, the smell of fresh grass was carried on the wind, the crisp mountain air filled our lungs, and the cool shade of the trees provided a welcome contrast to the unforgiving afternoon. Then he had me suck his cock until he was hard again, then fucked me once more with my legs over his shoulders, still pulling out at the last second in order to flood my mouth with warm cum. On the way home, I realized that I didn’t actually regret having had these experiences, but I thought I didn’t need to do it anymore. What more was there to do, to experience, to learn? What would be the point? This lasted for some weeks. Sometime afterward, I began scanning ads again. It was like a drug..