‘I do this as a hobby, but I am working towards the National trials and Olympic selection, but that’s a few years off yet. My dad is a horse breed...er, mostly race horses, but when I wasn’t a boy and became interested in riding, he decided that I should go down this road. George was a present for my 16th birthday, but I wasn’t allowed to ride him seriously until he was a four year old. Dad said that was to give his bones a chance to mature, eventing is harder on horses than flat racing. In the. I grunted and yelled, “Take my seed you aging old whore.” I shot one long endless rope of sperm that seemed to never end. Feeling the gift I had given her deep inside of her made Ms. Green cum one last time before she collapsed under me. I rolled off and lay next to her, both of us basking in the glorious after glow of intensely great sex. For minutes we lay there saying nothing. Until she rests her head on my chest and whispers, “I haven’t had sex like that in so long. I was cumming for ten. She could actually feel the cold steel slip through her hot clit as Annasecured the thimble with a couple of bars. Her clit felt weird, slightly stretched,pressed tightly into the covering. Anna gave it a flick with her finger, andwas pleased by the reaction she got. She wasn't though. That flick looked prettyfierce, but all it produced was a solid sounding thunk, and a slight pressureon her. With horror she realised that, even if she managed to get her handsfree, with that cover on, she'd be. So most of the time, I just watched, rubbed my pussy, hungering for the first time I'd feel someone's dick inside me and their cum washing my soul. Then came that day I referred to at the beginning of this story. As I took off my jacket and put my school books down, I could hear Mom shouting, "Jenny, quick. Get in here now." Her voice was coming from the dining room. As I rounded the doorway, there was Mom, totally naked, sitting in the middle of the dining room table, her legs bent at the.