My hands slid from her hips up under her breasts, grabbing each and squeezing as I started thrusting myself in and out of her sweet, hot hole. I looke... down momentarily, seeing my cock emerge, covered with our combined essence. I looked up at our reflection in the mirror. watching her breasts wobble each time I bottomed out, my hips fapping against her ass, my crown kissing her cervix. "Oh shit...! Oh fuck...! you're gonna... make me... cum again."I slapped her on the ass, then gripped her. “Hi. I’m Jesus, You brought me some stuff?” he asked cheerily. “Look I’m going,” said the tall man. “I’ve got three roofs to repair and some old biddy wants a coffin made up, after I’ve repaired her commode.” “Who the fuck are you?” asked Bill, glancing continually at lucky Mandela, in whose arms the girl still cowered. “My name is Joseph and this is my son Jesus. Mary has just given birth to him, not sure how. Please give him the gifts, otherwise he’ll get very upset,” replied the tall man,. I didn't realize that any horses had reached this size in this time. It was all speculation on my part of course, but I hadn't featured them being this large.The mare was a bay. Not only was she large, she was fat and slick too, and her coat practically shone with her health. I wondered if their obviously low parasite load was because they had so much range to run free. I was already hoping for the greenies to get back so I could try talking them out of some anthelmintics. There was no sense in. I then told my story to Isabelle leavingher my phone number. What a surprise five minutes later, when i'vereceiving a phone call. It was Isabelle!She told me she was very touched by my story.She then gave me her address and told me to come as soon as possible, sothat she gives me the magic rings.While I never believed a magic except in my wildest dreams, I started tobelieve Isabelle, and again I had nothing to lose.So I took my car and went to Isabelle house.A beautiful woman opened the door..