As myfingers entered my pubic hair, I could feel my own touch on my skin.Further down my fingers found a slit. Instinct, curiosity andexperience took ...y middle finger right to my clit, causing me toexperience a slight amount of pleasure.At this finding I squeezed my eyes harder shut and wished myself towake up. Wished myself back to my vacation bungalow, wished it wouldall be a dream!The lurching came again and I found myself refocusing on mysurroundings like before. I found myself lying on the. I was already so far gone. She continued with her hand while looking up at me. Dont come, she said. She sounded almost threatening. What? Why not? A naughty grin spread across her face. She took me back in her mouth and sucked. Hard. I let out a yelp and felt that I would not be able to control myself for very long. What if I do come?, I asked. Then… youll be really sorry that you did, she said. I didnt know what that meant but I felt it would ruin the moment if I asked. What she was. As I was drying my wet pussy with a napkin, I was getting more aroused. Felt like no point in doing so, as my pussy needs a cock to satisfy me. I washed my face and put back the makeup suitably.Coming out of the washroom, I searched for Nikhil, he was waiting for me with the food on the table. As I walked towards him, I kept on staring at me without blinking, with a mischievous smile at which one could say that lots of kinky thoughts are on his mind.I sat in front of him, he said looking at me. But it can’t be right.”“Why not?” Sir Oswald asked. “It is four times sixteen.”“Uncle, I’m only five feet three inches and come nowhere near the top of his head.”Jack covered his smile as he told her, “Horses are only measured up to their withers, m’lady.”“Withers?”“The area between his shoulder blades,” Jack told her and reached out to touch that spot. The horse made no protest. On impulse and remembering what the book section on thoroughbreds had said, he ran a hand forward and back along the.