I'd told her that though anyone can wear a collar for someone else that doesn't make them a pet. Being a pet is about patience and submitting oneself ...o another however the Master chooses them to serve. A collar can be taken off whenever and without regard by someone who is not seriously dedicated to their craft and those type of people are definitely not pets, just someone with a fancy for imitation of a specific lifestyle. Likewise just because you tell someone to wear a collar that doesn't. Unnnn!"The thick bloated head of Gypsy's cock peeked out, dripping cum. His nuts were swollen, and he kicked his hoofs into the ground, his eyes wide, glassy."I'm gonna cum on you, Gypsy," she squealed as the idea popped into her lust crazed brain. "I'm gonna ride you bareback and cream all the fuck over you."Stumbling to her quivering pony, she grabbed his mane and pulled her lithe naked body up onto his back. "Oh, shit," she cried. The first contact made her dizzy.With Pam on his back, Gypsy. At last the whistle cut through his thoughts and he realized no more pucks were flying at him. He stripped off his catching glove, flipped up his mask, and guzzled the water from one of the bottles on top of the net. When that was empty, he picked up the next one and squirted the water on his face, savoring the coolness. Some of it dripped into his brown hair, turning it black. Karl came over and tapped his stick against Dom's leg pads. "Nice job," Karl said. "You were really in the zone." His. “I had to terminate my search because your ass was very warm and tight, sorry” he said, zipped his pants up.He removed the handcuffs from Emily, and gave Emily’s some napkins from the patrol car “wipe yourself up with this, sorry for the mess, I cummed a lot because the moment I saw you my balls started getting full, my bad” he apologized. Emily liked hearing that she made the cop’s balls swell.“Are you going to arrest us?” Emily asked, while the cop was removing handcuffs from Emma.“I couldn’t.