. fuck me ... fuck me...” like the mantra of a wild whore. Out of respect for the dark ferocity seizing Lisa, she tucked herself back against the wa...l, beside the nightstand, out of sight Kelly watched her blonde cousin’s torso heave and her firm titties jiggle as she pumped and worked the pillow between her legs. Lisa threw her head from side to side, biting her lip and grunting as a powerful climax, one of a long succession, racked her small, athletic frame. Her body shook and convulsed as. On his third push, he held his cock steady in my throat for several seconds. “Breathe!” he reminded me, as tears ran down my cheeks. I finally calmed myself down enough to catch my breath, and my throat relaxed against his pounding manhood fucking my throat repeatedly and relentlessly. Mack was getting even more out of control behind me, as he watched his cohort deep throating me so f***efully. He banged his hips against my ass, pulling my hips back to meet his with each new stroke. All at. I wasn't.I thought about it. Kent was a young man. My son was eighteen, so Kent would also be, wouldn't he?As I got up to get a fresh glass of ice water, the cooler air of the house's interior caused my nipples to harden. Or was the cold air? Smiling to myself, I liked the idea of being seen and hopefully admired by a younger man.My husband was out of town, in Washington, D.C., to direct the hanging of the panels produced by his company, so I had a period to plan my next move.I couldn't get. I explained that I thought it stupid to try to superimpose human emotions over equine ones. No I didn’t really want to marry a horse, mostly because I can’t imagine a stallion accepting the concept of marriage, let alone monogamy, it’s certainly not natural to horses. I wasn’t even sure it appealed to me.Ok, yes, a woman wanting to mate with a horse isn’t natural to either species, nor would it be a singular example of inter species mating. So if neither is hurt by doing so, and it certainly.