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When I felt my urge subside, I began to pump in and out of my hot farm girl. There’s just something about a girl who rides horses regularly; they have muscular thighs from gripping the sides of the horse and wonderfully firm butts. Zoe was no exception. Unlike her oral performance, she seemed to take to sex as she began to push back to meet my thrusts. Every time our hips came together, we made a smacking sound. Her velvet vise became too much for me, and I felt the pressure as I reached the edge.

“Here it comes,” I announced.

Our hips flew together, and it sounded like I was spanking her behind. I felt the walls of her tunnel grip me even tighter, and I lost it. I slammed home so I could feel every inch of myself encased in pure bliss. Zoe reached between her legs and stimulated her button. As my orgasm subsided, she brought herself off. If I hadn’t already climaxed, I would have been there again as her tunnel rhythmically gripped and released Mr. Happy.

I pulled out and placed the head against her rosebud as I caught my breath. Though I remained hard, I was satisfied. I’m not sure how it happened, but somehow Mr. Happy was a couple of inches into Zoe’s backside. She must have shifted because I hadn’t initiated anything. She let out a moan of pleasure I hadn’t expected. I worried she would have my jewels on a necklace for shoving my member in her bottom. The condom was lubricated with her juices, and I let nature take its course as I pushed forward. If I thought her kitty was tight, her rear was equally tight but felt warmer.

“Do me,” Zoe ordered.

The last girl I had been with who truly enjoyed me in her derrière was Suzanne. I would have guessed Zoe to be the last person who would appreciate it. She was just full of surprises. I worried whether I could keep up once she fully realized her sexual potential. All I knew was that I wanted to do this with her repeatedly. The naughty nature of the act with someone as innocent as Zoe made it a huge turn-on for me.

She reached under herself and stuffed two fingers into her slit as she worked to bring herself off. I threw my head back and did what came naturally. Her hot little butt had me close again when she climaxed. I loved it when she came while I was buried in her kitty because the walls rhythmically grasped my length. When Zoe came with me in her backdoor, her anal ring snapped around my girth, and it became almost painful. I jerked out as my orgasm began and jerked off the condom and painted her upturned butt with my baby-makers.

I collapsed on her, she gave me a shove, and I found myself on the floor. Zoe began to giggle when she saw me below her. Grasping the back of her neck, I pulled her down for a kiss. I soon had a happy girl on top of me but started to feel claustrophobic, being pinned between the seats with Zoe on top of me. I might have freaked out if she hadn’t just had her way with me.

“That was a surprise,” I said.

“I want to try new things with you,” she admitted.

“Get your list together, and we can see if I can help you check them off.”

“Sort of a sexual bucket list. I like that idea. I’ll work on it this week,” Zoe promised.

She was serious. I was excited to think of a few ideas of my own.

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When I arrived home, I called Pam, and we talked about how we wanted to handle things at school. I told her what I’d told Zoe. While she didn’t like the idea that she might come off as a gold digger, I explained we would put the focus on her dad.

“David, can you be honest with me?” Pam asked.

“We’re having a baby together. If we plan to raise him with a united front, I would expect we’d need to be honest to make it work.”

She caught the ‘him.’

“Did I ruin our friendship?” she asked.

“I’d be lying if I said I was thrilled with you right now, but I understand you didn’t do anything malicious towards me. I do think you should get some help. You need to figure out what makes you so passive when someone pushes you too hard, if for no other reason than for your own safety. I could easily imagine someone taking advantage of you against your will, and you not being able to fight back,” I said.

“So you still like me?” Pam asked.

“Yes, I still like you,” I admitted.

“In the agreement, it said you had to take care of me,” she said.

I loved this Pam, the one that teased me and tried to talk me into stuff.

“I think it said I had to help with expenses for the baby,” I clarified.

“Oh,” she said. “David, I think the baby needs a new smartphone.”

I couldn’t help myself! I began to laugh at her antics. When Pam had come back from California, she had taken me phone shopping and tried to get me to buy her a new phone. I had resisted her then, as I fully expected her to talk her dad into buying her one. He hadn’t fallen for it either. Of course, Pam was just pulling my chain, but it did bring up an interesting issue. I didn’t want her to feel like she needed to come to me with hat in hand for money if she really needed it.

“The baby’s a little young yet for that,” I teased back.

“Oh.”