After the way you worked me over the other night I knew you were the woman for the job."Tina had not expected that and she sat there with a look of in...redulity on her face. "You can't be serious," she'd said.Matt had replied, "Oh, but I am. There is no doubt in my mind that you loved every second of what happened the other night."Tina had said, "That was the other night and I did that to save my husbands career. The fact that I enjoyed it doesn't mean that I'm going to make a habit of it."Matt. There was now also the wonderful sight of young Jemma gamboling and prancing playfully on her long stiff foal legs as she bolted to catch Jenny as they hurtled around the park. Jenny laughing for the sheer joy while Jemma pursued her scampering and squealing with sheer delight after first having learned to walk then trot and finally gallop. Centaur ball games put human football in the shade and there were no sexual divisions. There might have been different 'positions' on the field suitable. This time she did not get up to cover me again. Instead, it appeared through the darkness, that she had her own hands between her legs. My god, was she masturbating while looking at me. Just then she stood up, and walked towards the kitchen. She turned on another light to brighten up the room even more. This was clearly enough light to make her view better, but not enough to wake me, which I realized was her intention. She sat back down in her spot, and resumed staring at my throbbing cock.. On a fortunate Sunday evening, we both decided to watch the before trilogy at a stretch and we did that with ease and comfort as our encounters are often filled with such sessions. Mala started talking about love for the first time in her life, she cursed the screenwriter for scripting it so beautifully and it has evoked an emotion she thought were dead. I politely asked her, ‘Is my prescience at this time of the day bothering you Mala?, she looked at the clock, it was almost 2 A.M. Mala.