She assumed that the horse was just as anxious to tongue her pussy as her pussy was to be tongued--and she was right!"I know that you understand me wh...en I talk to you, Flash," Tamara said.She rubbed the horse on the nose, and moved slowly to the fence, feeling her cunt tension growing in leaps and bounds.She reached up and touched her own nipples with her fingertips just before she placed her hands on top of the fence.Tamara could feel her pussy honey dribbling in a steady stream from between. Glancing around, he took in the white plaster coated walls and high arched ceiling. The acoustics of the space were astounding, which was why Sofie had shown it to him, but the room itself made little sense. Even she didn't know why it had been built into the castle. The story was that the original builders many centuries ago built it simply because it was supposed to be there. What exactly that meant, no one knew.It was a long, somewhat narrow room with hand carved wooden pews divided by an. He felt the nurse begin to massage his balls again, gently patting the underside of his bloated bull-nuts. "These are awfully big, Mr. James - you should be thanking me for relieving you of such a heavy load!” He realized that he was helpless, and the machine was pushing him to an inevitable orgasm. The vision of the busty nurse waiting for his cum was no help, and he felt himself giving in to the machine’s insistent sucking and stroking and the nurse’s obvious charms. "Ahhh…there we are Mr.. “Malcolm…“ “Malcolm. Please, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t ask any questions right now. I just want to know one thing… Do you have a shower?” Malcolm showed me to the back, which led up a flight of stairs, I could feel his eyes preying on my bare skin as he followed from behind. This is where he lived. It was a modest place, and I gathered immediately that he lived alone, or did now at least; he could have easily been married in the past, he was old enough to have had a few. But this was the.