The male was held as another huge plug was viciously forced into his anus, spreading it wide and making him want to defecate, and an upturned prong ne...tled under his prostate, making his cock dribble. He felt something brush the back of his thighs as he squirmed; he had been given a tail. His humiliation continued as crops were used to swat his hanging balls regularly, as he was hooded on the stage; the black leather headpiece displaying horses ears. Next, tight leather harnesses were fitted. "Slow down. Don't lose it." Her boy's hand roved down, plunging between her legs. She opened her thighs, allowing her son to grope her steaming crotch. His fingers plunged into her open pussy and her hot juices poured out into his hand. "Oh wow!" he mumbled. "Hot pussy! Oh Mom!" He worked his hand back and forth between her cuntlips, whipping up a froth. His finger slid into her pussyhole, wiggling, twisting. Alicia thought she'd lose her mind. She wriggled, groaning as. I bent her over by the kitchen table and had her hold onto the back of a chair as I pulled the G-string down to her ankles and off and jammed my stiff cock into her wet cunt from behind. She mewed and whimpered and hissed as I slid my cock in and out of her gushing-wet pussy, watching her tits swinging free and her tassels tossing wildly as I slammed into her grasping, slippery cunt. Her big, creamy-white ass rippled and quivered with the impacts as I fucked her deep and hard. I knew how to. ”“I heard that was because your Crown Prince was an idiot, not because our computers were better,” I replied making them gasp, then giggle.“Well, you can say things like that,” the attaché’s wife replied. “We can’t.”“True, I guess, from what you said earlier.”“Well, we can, we just tend not to. Our men’s egos tend to be fragile. That and they simply have no idea how the Kingdom actually runs,” one of the other women added.“How does it run?” I asked.The various women glanced at each other and.