I wanted to touch her heated flesh with my flesh, savor her scent and her taste in long, never-ending sessions of lovemaking, and fill her deeply with... my throbbing cock by every means possible. I wanted to take her right here, right now, and be caught in the act by the people we were waiting for, screwing each other's brains out on the floor of their VIP RV.We were both tired of waiting and tired of the tension between us when the RV door opened. The exhibition coordinator, Brian, stepped. Lying down on top of her pressing his full weight against her he positioned his throbbing cock at the entrance to her waiting pussy. Thrusting his hips forward he entered her completely with on thrust. She screamed with pleasure at being filled so full and began to struggle against him. He held her down and began to move slowly in and out of her while using his free hand to massage her luscious breasts and play with her nipples. His pace quickened as her desire increased. She moved under him. Then the studhorse was given one more piece of sugar. And after that it serviced the third horse and so on. Her husband listened to her, then fucked and fell asleep. At night he felt that someone thrust something inside his mouth. He opened his eyes and saw his wife pushing sugar into his mouth… – What are you doing? – Well, you are my studhorse! – You fool! The stud fucked different horses!”Any way, I divorced my first wife. I was tiered to chase after the women in secret, to lie to the wife. And until three days ago, it was secret I kept even from my girlfriend April. A business meeting that ended early also ended our relationship. I was always small growing up, but that didn’t stop me from being active. In Junior High, I had wrestled and was on the track team. In high school, I joined the swim team, but it was my track career that excelled, breaking a few school records in the high jump (and only a fraction of an inch from a state record). It was during my athletics career,.