“Oh fuck, shit no, stop, please somebody!” she called out again as she felt the length of tentacle within her exceed the biggest penis she’d eve...r taken. It didn’t stop pushing deeper until her pussy reached its absolute limit, and she felt every inch of it.As it continued fucking her with a vigor also impossible by human standards, she could feel her asshole being probed as well. “No! Not there too! Please, please no!” she said, her voice cracking as tears started streaming down her face. She. Mentally toasting Mr. Richards, I wished for one more. Mr. Richards’ call came in just before closing. Normally, I prefer to do introductory things early, before the regular clients start to populate the changing area. It is easier to make a good impression in their absence. Mr. Richards, however, received the last slot on Tuesday. I do not know why. Perhaps I wanted extra time if I needed it, as though I already knew that this client would be different. Sean: The appointment was for 4:00 PM,. A lot of people too, walking along and we sorta had to watch out for them. A least there weren't any bicycles or skateboards or anything allowed on the horse paths; some of those people were real idiots.After a few minutes Reggie picked up the pace, starting a nice easy trot and we were fine with that. With an English saddle you have to ride forward, meaning sitting more upright than in a Western saddle where you can be lazy and lean back a bit. Chris had his feet in the high stirrups and I was. “You are very wet. Why are you wet?” he asked sternly. “Um, I don’t know, I just am,” I replied as my heart rate increased. He finished the examination and removed his gloves. He grabbed my hand and sniffed my fingers. “I smell your pussy,” he said as he slammed my hand down. “Yes,” I whispered, fearing he would pursue it even more. “You were pleasuring yourself,” he stated. Fears confirmed. “Yes, I was,” I said. He exhaled and shook his head. “That was very bad of you,” he said. .