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re brushing Pierre. I can't let that happen. I'm going to have to watch myself around her. She's just so damn beautiful. Of course, I'd noticed her as soon as they'd moved in. How

't afraid of hard work. I liked that about her. She also didn't mind getting dirty, which I liked, even though she was wearing a feminine little sundress that barely covered her

a soft whinny, a

ctures," I mutter. "She's too you

me, looking for a treat, and I l

t. She is s

xercise, I see Henry come ambling into the barn. He sits down by my feet and

y nose, inhaling the sweet scent. I give a long, heavy sigh. This is not good. Developing feelings for the 18-year-old next door is not a good idea. I tell mys

so small and delicate, and the memory of how soft her skin had felt beneath mine. I'm already rock hard and the sun ha

kind of climate that requires at least two showers a day when it's summer and y

ai

ce myself of this as I stroke my hard cock. It's not difficult to conjure up images of Ella and what I

her wet pussy as I pound into her, and the way her ass would jiggle with each movement all worked together in my fantasy to bring me close to the edge. I pump myself harder, faster, and think about kissing those soft, full lips of hers,

just have a pregnancy fantas

nd hang my head under the water, letting it wash me clean. I don't know what in the hell I'm going to do about this, but I kn

s over to me, I quickly pick a wild daisy that's g

t, Henry" I tell his droop

nd then watch as he heads do

ooking out the barn door, I allow myself a quick, pained groan before stepping o

with what I hope

ir over her shoulder an

in',

younger than me and not horrendous or anything, but she does absolutely nothing for me and that's never going to change. Plus, she can be a real ass

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