I pulled at the button on his jeans and tugged the zip down. He kicked off his trainers and i pulled his jeans down, as he wriggled out of them. Lucki...ly i’d taken my boots off when I got in so I didn’t have the trouble of that. All this time he was still kissing my upper body all-over. His warm lips and sharp stubble tickling and tantalising my skin. I rushed with adrenaline. He pulled his pants down and i felt his warm cock, semi hard flop out against the inside of my thighs. I felt his. ‘Of course.’ ‘Do you have any dealings with a wholesaler of furniture and carpets etcetera? I will need a boat-load of good quality stuff.’ ‘Hmm. Yes.’ He took a post-it note and wrote. ‘Call these people, ask for Greg. I am sure he will be able to help you. Will you need a lot?’ ‘Yes I think I will. A dining table and chairs for at least twelve in comfort. Probably something like six settees and the same number of easy chairs. Four beds at least, all doubles, occasional tables, the list will. “Now uncle has started pumping me and I also began to get pleasure . His think lawda was rubbing cunt walls and it was giving a new pleasure. While pumping he continued ,“then I came here. I got surprised to see you asleep.Seeing me at home, Bhaiya (my father) became happy and asked me to stay here till they return back from visiting another relative’s house. This is what I wanted. They left and I sat beside you. I put hand on your body .Soon your brothers came to this room. I kissed your lips. You know what I mean. White tights, field boots, black blazer, helmet. Even a riding crop! She looks totally cute (the pants make her ass look amazing) but it creeps me out a little. I know what she wants, so I start to strip off my clothes. She waits 'til I am totally naked (no socks, even) and then walks over to me, pulling a couple of sugar cubes from her pocket."How's Dusty today?" She asks. Yes, Dusty is my pony name. "How's my big boy?" I don't say anything, because I am, like, a pony,.