He explained that Mara and he had already done exactly that earlier the year before with an African man (about my same age), but in Kenya. They shared...with me a photograph of Mara holding an unmistakably dark skinned newborn as it fed on her silky-smooth looking, and ample-sized breasts, and smiling down at the baby as it did so. I was instantly excited to see that.Tomas told me a little about the father of that baby; that his name was Omar, and that he was from Zambia, that he was the husband. She was wearing the same gray sweatsuit from Monday, but it looked tighter. Maybe just because I knew what was underneath it. She raised her arm and flexed, but this time, instead of tearing, her sleeve ripped apart instantly as her bicep broke through it. Gray fabric was hanging in shreds from her wrist while her freckled bicep gleamed with sweat. I swear her arm was even bigger today than she was on Wednesday, and it looked harder too, like there were no soft lines anywhere on it. She winked. It felt too good to stop, so I let him continue without any interruptions. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck causing him to straighten up. My back arched and pushed myself against him harder as I slid down and back up his body. I did this a couple more times before he finally let loose a groan of pleasure and boy did it turn me on. I stood straight up and continued my grinding against him. Surprisingly after a while, Justin quickly spun me around to face him and stuck a knee in. "Oh God I love it! I need a fucking horse in Houston. Fuck, I'm going to ... to ... CUM AGAIN!!!" she screamed as the second orgasm was ripped from her. Pete was quickly snapping shot after shot of her changing expression as he orgasms struck her but then switched to the maids as horse cum billowed their cheeks out, their throats moved as they swallowed, and the over flow cum ran from their mouths, down their chins and dripped onto their breasts.Big Mike had untied the Appaloosa and led it to.