Chapter 1133 She Is In Control(Taboo Fuck):>Ep5

• With a thin cry Amie came. Her back arched and she rose on tip-toe, every muscle in her body stretched like a bowstring and her face contorted with pleasure. For long seconds she balanced there, her hand twitching spasmodically in her pants and her fingers buried inside her pussy to draw the long waves of pleasure from her body and then, at last, she sagged back against the railings and she opened her eyes, soft and unfocussed from the heights of her pleasure.
• I withdrew quietly into the shadows above her head, and like a thief in the night I crept back along the dusty floorboards to the little office where I lay on the narrow cot and waited for her to leave the building. I understood now why she hadn't wanted me to help this morning -- she knew that the mare was in season and had been looking forward to a little session of premeditated sex, even if it was solo. I thought the whole lesbian argument had just been an excuse to send me away, and that perhaps she did like me a bit after all -- or at least, she didn't dislike me.
• But most of all I thought about her - a jumbled collage of vivid images flickering my brain: Amie, her face filled with lust as she watched the horses fucking; Amie, leaning against the massive oak beam with her hand inside her pants; and, perhaps most disturbing of all -- Amie, whispering my name as she played with the warm, wet folds of her cunt.