Though he presumed it was the woman who was in charge here, it was the young cowboy who spoke."We're just building a herd," he said. "Gathering strays... from cattle drives like the one you were on. Doing some farming too, or trying. We ain't been here long. It would be nice to have another hand, but we got no cash money to pay anybody with."Bennet nodded, though this raised more questions in his mind. This young man acted like he was part of the family. He had the look, close up, that suggested. She arched her back and gritted her teeth. Another wave of spasms gripped her. His tongue moved to her sensitive clit fluttering across it like the wind across the top of prairie grass. Two fingers plunged expertly into her quivering vagina. It felt like her insides were going to burst from the explosions of pleasure gushing out from between her legs. She heard a scream and realized that it had come from her own mouth. Her breasts heaved up and down as she gasped for air. Even though her cry. I told her that I had her 3 times in less than two hours but wanted more. She said she was ready. I told her that since we were alone and it was day light we could try to fuck her ass. She said no it will pain a lot. I told her that it had pained her in the pussy first 2-3 days but now only pleasure as she knows of my true love. I told her that if her husband fucked her ass she will have more suffering. She agreed to try.Thinking of fucking her virgin ass hole gave me a hard on. I made her lie. She told us that Candice Mitchell had questioned her after one of her classes. Candice had asked Miss Connelly why she had been in a locked room with me at lunch and why she had gotten her nipples hard on purpose during class. Miss Connelly questioned Candice’s intentions and found out that she was very sexually excited about the whole thing.Then Miss Connelly asked me if I would like a second Sex Slave. Sure, why not! So we waited until we saw Candice walk by. Kimberly and I told Miss Connelly.