I drew in a sharp breath--it was as if I just sprouted this long, hard cock that was thrusting forth from my pants. It fit perfectly within the slit o... my jeans, and pressed against the front of my crotch firmly as it protruded straight out. It looked like mine. I instinctively grasped it with my right hand. It felt like mine. I pursed my lips together, unsure of what to do or say or feel. It suddenly didn't seem as silly as I thought it would be.“Lie down,” he told me confidently. I obeyed. We were walking and feeding the ducks one evening and I noticed a group of men near one of the bathrooms. I commented about it and Randy said if I needed to use the potty, to use one on the other side of the lake, nearer to the main road. He said these men were just a bunch of perverts. He went on to explain about glory-holes and all that, which I found really weird – but kind of exciting, too. He admitted that he’d frequently gone to glory holes when he was younger, but quit visiting them. Trust me on that. I have heard they like to make slaves of us to serve their more primal needs,” she says. “If you think my cock is big, you should see a centaur’s cock,” Azariah says. My eyes go wide at the thought. “Is it just like a horse’s cock?” “Yep, just as big and just as thick. You do not want that thing being plugged up your that tight little butt of yours,” Captain Azariah says. “Luckily you are all mine and I will kill any Centaur who would try to prove otherwise.”The thought of. I stood still as I could and watched her tongue lick and dart into her vaginal canal and when it touched her clit the young girl raised her hips up arching her back and moaned out lead me to nirvana.I drew in my breath as I realized my own vagina was beginning to get wet and twitchy. I tried to avert my eyes but I couldn’t look away. The older woman held the young girls pussy open to her lips and her wet pink tongue slid slowly up between her pussy lips. Once again finding her clit as her lips.