' This old bastard had took me by force me in the shower before and had told me he would do it again. Now I was faced with him wanting my tender butt... again and I had not the pleasure of being readily lubed by some other sperm. I slowly stood as he dropped his pants and stepped out of them, I loosened my belt and removed my pants and underwear. The old bastard twisted me around and pushed me over. There was an old desk in front of me, I braced my hands on the desk. The bastard parted my. He said that was fine, and that I needed six months on my own to find myself anyway. Find myself I didn't. I started dating this weirdo that was constantly checking on me to be sure I wasn't cheating on him. I was convincing myself that I didn't need or want Eric, but could only do it by staying with this fuckup until I just couldn't take it anymore. After six months went by Eric contacted me and told me that he was very much in love with me. Anything he may have put me through was only for my. There was the same mask of pure sexual joy at doing this with the stallion. Horse hair brushed teasingly over Marcie's cunt mound and her clit. The young girl sighed heavily, leaning against the horse and rubbing her hands in broadening circles against his body."Come on, Marcie, let's do it!"Marcie swallowed hard, watching as her cousin moved back, back toward the animal's hindquarters. She was cooing to the horse, repeating his name again and again as she edged back with her hands. Swallowing. Walking over, she waited for him to finish and then asked, "Ken, have you seen Jenny?"Hi, Mom. I saw her about ten minutes ago heading for engineering." She's not there, I was down there with your father and she was supposed to meet us, but she never arrived. Chief Wayne asked me to ... Oh my God, Jenny! Ken, look at the screen," Martha cried out.Ken whipped his chair around and saw his sister on the screen. She was hanging from a bulkhead. Her blood was dripping from under some type of band.