I hope to have the blood of this big horse in all my horses. I’ve heard so much about you and your horse, I even read an article in a newspaper that... a friend of mine brought from Kansas City the other day. You seem to attract a lot of attention Tom,” The big man laughed.“Yes Sir, but I don’t like a lot of attention, the trouble just seems to find me.”They were riding alongside a well kept wood rail fence, then turned into a large entrance to a ranch headquarters.Tom and Sally Mae were looking. Nick held his dick buried in her delicate cunt as he leaned over and planted his mouth on hers. They stayed clinched in that position for several minutes swapping tongues and mingling sexual juices. Finally, Nick pulled out slowly and got off Ana. A trail of mixed juices oozed out from her stretched pussy. She reached down with her hand to collect the flowing cocktail and fed it into her mouth. Then she stuffed that juice covered black cock down her throat, cleaning up all the remaining mixed. I was only focused on him, he had an itch on his ear and scratched, he tilted his head and squinted his eyes while he studied the fruit bowl, he chewed on the back of his paintbrush before deciding were on the canvas he would put the paint. That caused a smudge of yellow paint to graze his chin. He didn’t wipe it off. He was blissfully unaware of that smudge and then a plan formed in my head. It wasn’t a plan at necessarily, it was more like a sexual fantasy. I imagined me wiping the smudge. I would have to hold them in. My brother ripped me open when we were having sex. Everyone in the emergency room would stare at us. What if he didn’t take it out of me What if he thought he should leave it in for safety He would walk into the hospital with me impaled on his penis. ‘My little sister needs help, her vagina is split open. We were having sex.’ I wanted to die. The pain was so much. Burning, stinging, soreness, cramping. So much pain. I could feel wetness leaking from my hole. I.