She knew it was the perfect position to get fucked and she was ready.Omar said, " I have a horse that I have trained to fuck all my girlfriends. NOw h... will fuck you."She was a little scared, but excited as well. He came back with a horse and a sheep. He told Sheila to not be afraid. She wondered how many times he had done this.Omar walked the horse right over Sheila. She could feel the horse's body touching her and his dick on her belly.Omar grabbed the horse dick and used the same lube on his. I quickly rolled us a fat one and started to blaze it up. She opened the window and lit the incense – part of the routine that we knew so well. There is no rule of “puff puff pass” between us; chiefing is allowed, even encouraged. This is our time to just hang out and catch up on our own relaxed schedule. After it was burning well, I took a big hit and inhaled deeply, holding it in while I passed it to her. We smoked and just chatted while the movie was going.“Half Baked is so classic, but I. I was to find locker number sixteen and as I approached I saw dim shapes, shadows of inhuman creatures moving against the moonlit river behind them. I shivered slightly and took a breath. Fear was an alien sensation and I quite enjoyed the newness of it, the struggle to refrain from running back to my dormitory.The shadows disappeared and I found my locker. I was to undress completely, everything including my shoes and socks and even my underwear, and I would dress in whatever I found there.It. I told about jacking off and the fantasy. Her eyes actually swelled up with tears as I told her this. I kissed her sweet face. I put my hands up under her plaid skirt and kneaded her taut buttocks. Natalie had opened my pants and worked my cock free, stroking in firmly. As we stood there in thre middle of the living room a sudden chilling thought crossed my mind: If our mother happened to come home early as she has done numerous times in the past what a sight she would see. The thought scared.