But a horse?"Flipping her hand in an impatient gesture, she answered, "Not really but there are times when my imagery takes over. Like, the sexual pow...r of a horse's cock comes to mind, you know?" You mean like me slipping it into the ass of that waitress? The one with the beautiful butt?"Perhaps because Jean knew that I'd never "slipped" it into anything, save my hand, she gave me a puzzled frown. She replied, "I guess so... something like that... not real, but sexy and powerful. Like, I don't. “Is everything ok” she asked. “That was great!” I said, “Just didn’t want to cum already. I reached down to her knee and slowly slid my hand up herinner thigh lifting up her nightgown. She helped me pull it over her headrevealing her young, firm, developing tits. They were perfect little moundswith small dark pink nipples. I leaned in and kissed her neck. I slowly moved down herneck, then down her chest until I had her nipple pinched between my lips. I flicked my tongue back and forth. The marble floor is perhaps 3 feet below you. Your eyes glance around the hall: a hugely high-roofed hall, forming into a dome far above. The room's walls are all made of pure white marble: the only apparent exit is a huge set of double doors opposite you.And between you and the door, She stands - Pharysia, Sorceress of Vik'Aasi, the Ancient Order of Darkness. Terrifying and beautiful she is, though her form seems hard to ascertain: one moment she is tall and slim with raven-black hair, the. . let it happen ... let it happen..."I tensed as my body became overheated. I was sweating, my skin aflame, my mind lost in the pleasure of my sister's fingers. My hips rose and she pressed harder against my clit, circling it. My thighs clenched and relaxed, my butt rising from the towel. "Oh ... ohh ... ohh..."I knew I was there, and Jackie knew it too. "Cum for me, Penelope ... cum for me..."I exploded in a thousand directions at once, unable and unwilling to stop my cries of pleasure. I.