So it goes I guess, and I figure that's why I like mules better than most men.When I left the farm I was riding Zeke, one of our mules, and I was carr...ying the old Kentucky rifle my pappy gave me for my last birthday. Zeke was four years old, smart as a whip and he was big as mules go. I had pretty much raised him from a foal. We were a team, Zeke and I; I took care of him and he took care of me. I always had a way with the mules we kept on our farm. I was able to get them to do things that. He would jokingly ask to see and you'd tease him by just saying maybe Pretending to be embarrassed by the talk you make an excuse and would go upstairs. When you're gone I'll tell him how naughty you are and how in Orlando we left the curtains open while we fucked hoping we got caught. He'd tell me how jealous he is and that he wishes he was in Orlando and was lucky enough to walk by.When you come back downstairs you would be wearing stockings, the black lace body suit, a black thong and your. He would kill us both. If he would find out about me and son, I don't wanna imagine what would happen.Q: What is the most deviate thing your mum has done or wants to do. Has she ever been fucked or licked by a dog or wanked oneA: A many years ago when I was still young, I had threesome with husband and one big black cock on the holiday in Italy. We met him at some bar where after few drinks invited him to our apartment. It was one of the best sex in my life. That black guy had really huge cock. I was totally depressed. I could barely eat. I put in my vibrators andmasturbated myself to sleep again and again. I never went out. I wasterrified that Henrico would hunt me down and trap me. When the doorbell rang my terror nearly overwhelmed me. I found thecourage to reject the useless emotion and answered the door. It wasHenrico with the rest of my stuff. "Chiquita, I'm sorry if I offendedyou in any way. To me this is all a game, and if I hurt the feelings Iam desolate."He turned to go when.