The feel of a pair of mens overalls hung yet on a nail pounded into a wall stud. Jared slipped her haed under a strap and into the overalls leg.
In the split second her head was in the overalls the young stag staning outside came in and mounted his delight.
Thrusting, jabbing the stag's cock was searching for just the right spot.
Jarred felt this and tightened down her vaginal muscles, a fond hope that the boy's steel hard rod could not enter.
Suddenly the stag's legs were trampling jarred as he was lying on the ground, the overalls still over his head.