He watched her tight cunt pull back, clutching onto his throbbing meat. Ellie’s left hand poorly covered her pubic hair and her right forearm mushed her breasts up. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, the smell of hay filled her flared nostrils. Males must be made with force. Ellie’s scream turned into a gurgle. People smiled at her and she beamed back. Her mother and father went and stood together next to the priest, leaving her alone in the middle of the room. When the doors were shut, she rand down the stairs and through the small field leading to the doors. She stepped out of the wooden tub and dried herself thoroughly. Ellie watched this as she ate, though her mind was preoccupied. “Come on down Ellie,” her father’s voice called from the first floor of the farm house. Her weak legs slipped on the cum soaked hay below her a she desperately tried to get away. Her soapy hand slipped between her legs and washed her lips and butthole. I hope those years have prepared you for tonight.”
This was a strange, cryptic thing for her sister to say, but it caused a flutter in her stomach. Gideon grunted mightily and slammed into her as hard as he could. She bustled downstairs and put her polished black boots on. She
