I was tempted to go for help, but had no idea which way to go. I walked through the woods and found where they had picketed their horses. I counted ei...ght, not very good odds.I untied the horses and then poked and prodded them toward the fire I could see through the trees. At first they moved slowly and unsurely, but when we got to the tree line, I yelled and beat at the nearest pair with a stick and they ran, snorting and pawing. I followed, looking for a weapon.The pack of horses galloped. Apparently, she considers herself such an important person that the lives of others on the street absolutely don’t matter to her. I find this quite unnerving. This woman is just another crazy female driver. I’ve seen a lot of them lately. When I think about it, I see a lot more women speeding on the road than men. It makes sense when you think about it. Guys have to be more careful on the road because they’re more likely to get stopped by the police for a variety of reasons. Women on the other. I got frozen for a second, but was very excited to think about my loving Victor.A hard slap on my bare buttocks sounded very loud in the bedroom. His fingers left my pussy and then burst in my mouth. He made me suck them, feeling my own taste.A moment later, a sharp motion made me go down on my knees.Michael pulled out his hard dick and he shoved it between my red lips. His hand held my hair and he set the sucking pace.Watching at my husband lying there close to me, as I licked and sucked. She smiled to this comment and said, “Shouldn’t you be thinking about girls of your age?”I simply smiled at that comment.This went on for a few weeks like it always does until that day when she rang my calling bell. There she was, in her hot pants and tank-top with her hair all loose and her tits hanging out due to not wearing a bra.I was turned-on there itself. I snapped out of it and asked her, “What is the matter?”She said that she needed to make a call to her husband and her phone had died..