‘Mmmmm! His tongue is so smooth,' she thought as it swirled in her mouth caressing hers. Her tortured body craved his manhood. She yearned for him t... take her hard right there in the way that she had begged him to in her fantasies over the past few days as she masturbated and fantasized about their next encounter; "Oh Abdul...Please do it to me.... Take it.... Take me now.... Fuck me hard!" He obviously had other plans. His mouth slowly explored the contours of her back, blazing a trail of hot. The sound of hooves like a spanish dancer was scary.“Please don’t do this to me,” she begged. “Relax my dear, or it will be more painful,” said a female voice nearby.Suddenly she felt the weight of a hairy, horsey chest, just as she felt hands opening her pussy lips and the head of something huge pushing at the opening.“Oh no please” she pleaded, to no avail.A horse’s prick has no rules, so he just thrust forward and forced Tracey’s cunt lips open wide. She screamed. He [ the horse] pushed. My eyes started at the bottom and ran along her long, firm legs covered in black thigh-high stockings. They were held up by a see-through black mesh corset with a quarter-cup bra. Mary's large brown nipples were prominently displayed above the lace cups. Her panties were also black mesh, and it was clear that her mound was neatly trimmed. Se had the well-toned body of a forty-year-old, and I was beginning to harden as I gawked."Why don't you lock the door and follow me into the bedroom,". Would have caused a real negative sensation, that's for sure.Anyhow, the techies all got together in the Bank Operations Center on the fourth floor. We already had two practice runs without a single hitch so no one expected any real problems. We assumed that the victory celebration would be the most eventful part of our effort.The bank still had some old legacy IBM equipment in place. Well, the older stuff presented the highest risk, of course, and it made sense that I would be given the hands.