After the success of this and my starting to grow into my mid-teenage years, I was mostly removed from the pitchfork usage and moved on to horse care. Starting with the washing of them down and the brushing of their hides. They seemed to know that I was still much afraid of them, and were not beyond putting me in my place at times. But, as they got used to my gentle manner in their care, they seemed to let up a bit on the cuffing of my ankles and the nipping of my arms to let me take the care of them that they so enjoyed. They never did fall in love with me, except for a couple of the mares who seemed to look at me at times and wish that I had perky four legs and was quite a bit bigger. But, they did adopt a much more gentle approach to my efforts to care for them. Starting at about the massage age of fourteen, the kitchen girls who had previously only aided me in my baths and homemade in my keeping a couple of sets of clean clothing for my appearances at the main house, started taking in a more of a personal interest in me. And the ages of them didn’t matter that much. From the older to the youngest mid-teens, they started to make it known to me that they had more than professional interests in my hide. I was fifteen, I figured, when I first encountered the attractions of being with a female. She came to me in the night and in a naked state entered into under my covers on a frosty night, with me sound asleep. I slept with very few clothes on and covers mounded up over me, so she woke me up in her proceeding to enliven my body to her needs. She did very little kissing, but her hands were everywhere about my body, and when they centered at sensual my waist, I took very quick notice. At that she whispered that she didn’t have a lot of time, so she mounted her rounded body up over me under the covers and installed my now gloriously upraised member right up and into her secret place between her hips. I didn’t even get to enjoy much of the wonderful feelings because I soon emptied up into her to her delight and then with a brief kissing and cuddling, she was out of the bed and on her way back to the big house. I then fell back asleep with dreams of big ladies with warm and wet ports of call. Not long after that, the groomsman passed away and so I was now also in training to prepare the horses for riding and also to drive the wagons and carriages for amateur the Master’s family. They evidently selected me because I was turning into a ruddy and very handsome young man. I looked the best in driver’s livery of any of the available men on the manor. This brought me into very much more of a relationship with the people and especially the ladies of the house. Spiritual I want to know what you did when massage you were not working.” I said knowing he knew what I wanted to hear. The Doberman however didn’t see sensual it that way. Ian gave the swarthy client a tentative smile as he homemade took the man’s empty cup. She smiled, gliding her legs sexily against the sheets and stretching her chained arms toward the headboard, inviting her husband's touch as she feined sleep. Raoul and Miguel sat at the bar, drinking bottles of Corona and checking out all the hot asses. For my husbands sake I tried to fight the pleasure but he was strong and held my legs. "Please stay. I was shocked that she would be that adventurous on our first time having sex. A true miracle. I stripped in an instant and took my place behind her, The tip of my dick aimed perfectly at it’s target. that looks like you are REAL horny,” she said as she continued to stare at my full sized boner, and anxiously licking her lips. Still those rear holes chosen to be on display empty were staying wide open of at least four inches or more, with a lot of prolapses. Then she scooted down, and pulled my shorts down, and off. The canyon krayt, despite its fearsome strength, isn’t the top predator on Tatooine. Her thoughts then focused on amateur her son. She wants to put this behind her. Her voice was quivery when she asked, “It’s going to hurt, isn’t it Ryan?” “Were back already”, I say to myself as we both stand up. “Naga's scales!” she snarled as she leaped back perky to avoid my attack, her bright-red hair flying behind her. James-----For sure! I’ve let very few people ‘in’, Connor.” “With climbing gear, I’m sure a man could have dragged him up there,” said the mayor. Very very much. Helpless, she sank back onto her chair. Heather: I opened up the door as I was talking to my father about there only being one bed.