“How’s my Little Bucks?” he said as he held his arms up for the three boys to bail off their horse so he could catch them.“Daddy, we are so ha...py to see you. Did you get to ride your horse on the train in Mexico?” Shawn said as he leaned back to look at his daddy.“We took our horses on the train, but we didn’t ride them until we got to Mexico. We put them in a big cattle car and let them ride by themselves. Then us men rode in the Pullman car.”“We saw the cattle cars at Crow Ridge, didn’t we,. I enjoyed his thrusts and moaned all over his ear. He was a silent fucker and just groaned.“Rammmesh jiiii……Awww…..Awww.”As his cock rubbed my-my g spot my pleasure intensified and at one point his one thrust made me cum. I closed my eyes and dug my nails in his ass which ripped open his flesh. This might have excited him as he said he was cumming after several thrusts. As I couldn’t cum twice within twenty seconds I waited. And being married I didn’t want his cum inside my honeypot. Hence, I. “Here we go cunt.” Master Obike joked as he took Carol by the hair pulling her up to her knees by one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other. Master Carama had already naked, his black cock becoming hard as he was walking towards me wife. I could tell they were not going to be gentle as Master Obike shoved his massive tool forcefully into Carol’s mouth and deep down her throat till she started gaging. Carol tried to pull back but her head was held firm by both of our Master. Then it really. Those had started a couple of years earlier. They just became more intense after that party. In hindsight, I think that might have been when he wanted me to harm myself.”“Can you cite a specific occurrence or are we left to use our imaginations to conjure up what MIGHT have occurred.”“Certainly,” Joan responded. “On Friday, September 14, 2015, I got a several texts from my husband. One asked whether I had done anything useful that day. It wasn’t teasing. That was his attitude. A second one, an.