Sabrina was both turned on by her impressive boobs as well as jealous, her smaller tits just didn't compare. Abby cupped each breast with a hand and s...tarted to massage them. Sabrina licked her lips in anticipation. After a few moments a couple of thin streams of milk began squirting from the left one. Another moment, and the right joined in. As she squeezed, the milk jetted out as though fired from a water pistol. Sabrina's pussy was soaked even more at the sight of her lactating friend. With. I looked across at Krystal who now had her partners cock out and was jerking him frantically. My partner licked my neck and played with my nipple as I watched Krystal's antics. She wanked his cock expertly, moving his foreskin back and forth over his purple glans. Facing him she tongue kissed him stroking his cock as it began to twitch. She moved her skirt up her thighs just in time for him to unleash his spunk all over her naked shaved pussy. Krystal was biting her bottom lip, as three. Doug and I kissed each other for a moment, then I chuckled.“Good morning, Doug,” I said.“Yeah, good morning.” Doug took a deep breath. “Are you still okay with what we did now that you’re sober?”“Yup. I wasn’t so drunk I didn’t know what I was doing.”“So, where do we go from here?” Doug asked.Releasing Doug’s cock, I said, “I need to take a leak and get a shower. I also need coffee.”Laughing, Doug nodded. I got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and took care of my over-full bladder. When. . And I would think about a horse with a hard-on, rather than think about a guy with a huge cock ... And the idea of thinking about a horse with a hard-on, became a turn-on for me ... I got a bit of a thing about horses, and donkeys, and size – just sheer size - in my head ... And eventually, I got into fisting, because it was the only way I could get that sort of size ... And the first guy that ever fisted me – the only guy who ever fisted me – I married him, because it was amazing ... It was.