Her hands cupped my face tenderly. She spoke making sure I understood every syllable as the tongue drove in deeper. "Tell me something baby, do you wa...nt to be my whore tonight?" Her words were gentle and hypnotic. The reality of what was happening was still an illusion. "Do you want to have the biggest black dick that you've ever had inside you before?" The thought of her entering me was too much, my lust was taking over. "Yes." is what I heard in my head, but it came out mumbled. The tongue. I think he might have knew, he slowed his groping a bit and straddled my face. He spoke a few words and I did as I was told. I took his limp dick in my mouth and cleaned it of whatever remaining cum he had, I worked his balls again and I felt him harden up. This was too easy, how to bitches fuck this shit up. Dumb cunts. He was undoing my jeans, pulling them down, I was redoing his cock, pulling his little sissy hips forward, I don’t think he expected me to shift his hips back and shove my. And she had enjoyed it so much; she found it impossible to recall the memory with any emotion but joy.So now, having made all her worries of the danger of sucking a horse’s cock disappear ten years ago in that sacrilegious stable, she felt completely confident in doing it again.Then the horse had other ideas.She was sucking on four thick inches when the horse started to thrust: gently at first, but quickly building momentum. Before Raza knew it, the horse was in control, and was shoving a good. Should I take her up on her offer? Would I hurt her feelings if I turned her down?"Let's go for it," I said, removing my shirt and reaching for my belt."Sammy ... you didn't think I was serious, did you?" she asked, looking shocked at the thought of rolling around on the dusty plywood floor.Ah, she was teasing me again. How did I miss that?"On your knees, Woman," I said, dropping my short pants to the floor."You're not going to make me ... the floor is filthy." Megan, you're a college graduate.