Instead of vaginal fluids just dripping out, Iwas now leaking a slow hot steady stream of pearly white vaginal juice.From what I could tell after read...ng about stimulation and orgasms, I hadconcluded that I definitely had just orgasmed. Strangely, my orgasm keptrolling as I kept massaging my penis. I must have kept my orgasm goingfor 10 minutes until I couldn't hold my moans back from turning into ascream.Coming down slowly from the most amazing body and mind engulfingsensations I could ever. We actually have access to each other's senses so I can smell what the mare smells whilst she shares my colour binocular vision. We even 'talk' to each other though it's really a sharing of thoughts with commensurate speed and efficiency. Our equine partners are almost human now and I say that without falling into the trap of anthropomorphism."B-but that's absolutely incredible. You're light years ahead of anything we've been doing."Thus our conversations revolved around these topics until the. “Ok,” Orro said grabbing some napkins, “Some of us would like to enjoy the birthday cake.”She put the napkins on the closing wound and shooed Logan aside.Rogue over heard Scott whisper something to Jean and frowned. She looked back at the cake and saw the smiling faces around the table…“Should I cut it first or open the presents?” Rogue wondered.“Make the first cut of the cake and then open your presents,” Orro smiled, “I will serve the cake, don’t worry about that.”Rogue cut the cake with the. Were we being led astray?Yes, we were. We found out that the Honky Haters were running a protection racket with vicious overtones. They made no secret that they were the ones that a shopkeeper had to have protection from. They charged a heavy price for their "protection," too. One shopkeeper we talked to had hung out a "going out of business" sign because he was just not able to keep up his payments.The threat was that the Honky Haters would gang rape his wife and two daughters if he didn't.