” I stared at Mom open mouthed. She still wasn’t making an effort to cover her breasts and I found my gaze returning there continuously.I was vi...sibly shaking so she came towards me and wrapped me in a hug. This had the effect of mashing my face into her naked breasts. I was now in a position I’d dreamed of for a whole year but my fear still stopped me from acting, though now the sexuality of the situation was getting through the fear. I hugged my mother back and began crying. She shushed. I told her to stop it. She kept her head on my chest by keeping erected dick in her pussy.Her braided plaited hair was disturbed and loose hair was stuck with sperm and sweat. She folded entire hair on head. I looked the time it was 3.30am. She asked what the time is. I told her the time. She said Nandu we started our program by 12.30 am and three hours passed we did not completed at least one round also. My body is burning like volcano with desires show me the way Nandu dear. I told her baby I. . You have no idea what just saying that felt like, anyway, MY stallion was/is a Selle Français registered and everything, 17.1 hands and pure black, sleek and powerful whilst the mare was an American Quarter Horse, 16.2 hands also black, but with four white socks, or ‘full pastern’ if you need the correct term.Now, because both horses are registered, and I don’t want to be identified, you will have to make do with fake names. Thus the stallion is Thief, reasons why to follow, whilst the mare. "I thought about protesting, but just sat in silence as she placed theWedgies on my feet. We ate a small lunch and the next thing I know I am in asalon and getting a perm and manicure. I can't say that I didn't enjoy themanicure. The technician soaked my hands and then massaged them....I had neverhad my hands massaged and it felt really nice. I was so taken with wholething that when she held up a bottle of red polish I almost said yes. Auntieintervened and said that she thought a deep pink.