I could feel the walls and the juice now beginning to pour forth, and her large arse starting to bounce on my knees and thighs as she came lower.My ha...nds now moved where they had yearned to go for quite some time: lifting her now sodden nightie up, forcing her to release hold of my cock for a few seconds, as I raised it over her arms and head and threw it away somewhere.Mae couldn’t hold herself up like that, so down she fell on the remaining few inches of a prick she had never known before:. ' She smiled at me ... the world blossomed. 'That you hear me is wonderful.'"You guys are pretty quiet back there," Dad said. He reached up and moved the rearview mirror. "Holding hands, I see."Wendy said, "I like riding in your Mercury, Mr. Austin. It's smooth. It must be pretty new." It's a 1950, I bought it new. I got it loaded." He turned on the radio ... fiddled with the dial ... turned it off. "I had the package; radio, whitewalls, fender skirts, stainless steel trim, fender mirrors,. But what was most noticeable about him was the giant (to my eyes) blue-black cock that hung down below his shirt. It was gigantic - obviously soft but still at least eight inches and more than twice as thick as my suddenly diminished equipment. Never in six years of high school sports and PE class showering with my white classmates had I seen anything even remotely like that big, blue-black cock.Eddie grinned at me as I stared, and walked slowly toward me. His cock swayed back and forth as he. Made from lubrication oil and pheromones, it would help Sarah slip into the suit easier and drive the stallions into that mating mind-set. Standing still, the farmer poured and massaged the liquid over her skin, the smell something that would make our eyes water. Once her body was covered with the thick liquid, it was time to don the suit. First to come were the leggings. The same look and feel inside and out, they looked just like actual horse legs. The design of them forced the wearer to.