My mind racing and still in a daze, I was scared to death, but my body was so turned on at the prospect I could feel my cunt getting wet and butterflies in my stomach. My mind racing and still in a daze, I was scared to death, but my body was so turned on at the prospect I could feel my cunt getting wet and butterflies in my stomach. “Thank you, that was amazing!” I told him. He pulled his now flaccid member out of me and we got dressed making sure no straw still clung to our clothes or skin. He threw his head back as he let out a loud grunt while thrusting into me one last time. It was one of the farmhands. His face had strong masculine features with black hair and he glistened with sweat. In fact I was rather obsessed with it and often tried to imagine how it would feel with a guy’s dick moving back and forth in me.
