It was the voice of sex calling, "Well am I buying new dining suite, or did you fuck it up?"I had my reply already scripted, "Go buy your dining suite..., and when it arrives serve your ass up on the table and have your husband fill up your tight back hole."Taylor let out a squeal, "I'd love that, but he's not man enough, are you?" I'm man enough to know a cock tease when I hear it, and a girl who needs a spanking. I replied with confidence." I'll be out shopping when you get back to the office,". I met a lot of nice people at these events, and some of these other exhibitors became friends after we ran into each other several times over a period of months. I grew close to one couple in particular, because they also had restored a 1957 Chevy, and that gave us something in common. This couple was Clark Goodson and his wife Betsy. Clark was 57 years old and a pretty normal guy at 5’10” tall and about 175 pounds, and he seemed to be in good shape from working out. I felt a little jealous of. ."Jason listened. It hurt to hear everything his sister revealed. Yet, it wasn't that unusual a story, a husband that used his wife, no matter what the reason. The age of sexual freedom wasn't that free. People still had sexual hang-ups and it seemed the majority of those people were men. Frank just happened to be one of them. What hurt was that he was married to Mona, and she, in turn, had suffered from his sickness.The usual story was one of possession - a wife is a husband's property, or. Then she looked back at the horse who was shooting cum into a bucket that the stable hand was holding. The sight and sounds made Jan flip, soon she was throwing herself around as the waves hit her.She collapsed back into her chair and Rita staring at her.“Did you like that Jan?”She nodded still not able to speak.“Come on, we can do the next one.”Rita pulled Jan up and held her hand as they walked to the fence. Rita opened a gate and they stood near the exercise area.A new horse was being led.