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The women in this story have decided not to repress their sexual desires and fantasies—and for some of them they must suffer the consequences, while others find ultimate happiness.
DAUGHTERS HOT FOR HORSES—a story that deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts us all in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on the solutions of others. We can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.
Marlene, a thirty-five-year-old divorcee and the mother of two pretty teenaged girls, walked out on the back porch. Long dark red hair framed her flushed face as she stared across the yard.
Her heart pounded and her juicy cunt pulsed. The lump that clogged her throat made her gasp. Her breath rushed from her mouth and she walked slowly down the steps, her green eyes fixed on the barn.
Slowly, her tits heaving under her silky blouse, she walked across the yard, each step bringing her closer to the barn and the object of her boiling lust. It was a ritual. Every morning after Crissy and Terri left for school, Marlene went to the barn to satisfy her passion.
She paused before throwing open the barn doors. The anticipation was always the same. Juices, warm and sticky, soaked the crotch of her panties. Her nipples, swollen with desire, ached. She swallowed the lump in her throat and threw open the barn doors.
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