The next day i was out in the stable cleaning my pony out when for some reason i had an idea of him boning me too. My pussy stirred at the thought and... started to become moist he mustve smelt my juices as his cock grew beneath him. What the hell i thought. I got down on my hands and knees unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them and my panties down. Jake my pony didnt need much prompting and took one sniff of my sex scent and mounted me. I looked underneath myself to see his huge donkeydick spring up. I still pray for a good man I don't care as much about money as I do about someone to greet me in the morning with a kiss and a piss hard on. Hopefully uncut. I've had some good fucking and some bad. Although I look like a guy in his late 40's or early 50's I am 60.After the three decades of HIV/AIDS I lost every man I had good repour with even my best friend I could have loved better than his heroine addicted jerk whom got Hepatitis C and killed his partner. For the last 16 years I mourned on. Boss: she is at your service, sir. Don’t worry and enjoy sir.Tom: kajal , call for a drink to celebrate the deal.I called waiter and order for drinks.Smith: kajal, as u know now you have to complete our demand as agreed by your boss… Are you ready?Me: sure sir, will try my best.Ken: ok kajal, then removed your saree pallu to let us see us more.Smith: why only pallu, let her remove entire saree now here only.Me: how is it possible here sir in open?Smith: kajal, you have to obey us. So just do as. They move deftly onto the bed, Beatrix on top, their breasts rubbing mildly against each other, hardened nipple to hardened nipple. They kiss again, Danyelle’s tongue moving inside the other’s mouth. Their tongues dance with one another as they taste each other, feed off one another. Their bodies are gently moving together, legs intertwined while their folds mesh together.Beatrix is the one to end the kiss first. She looks into her lover’s eyes and smiles. Her heart almost breaks by how much.