I am proud that you would want my son," I told her with a kiss.Our mares brought us two paint fillies, a paint colt and a dun colt. Our horse herd was...growing steadily. I hoped it was growing in quality as well as quantity.Naomi had not gotten pregnant and she was a bit down about it her erratic cycles had fooled her. Nita and Breeze told her that they felt sure that she would eventually bring a child for our family. I told her I hoped she would, because I wanted our child very much.Naomi. Time for the final showdown”“oh…I cannot do it…I am too weak…sorry honey…can you hold them?” She whispered. He smiled, bent down and kissed her lips.“okay then, my darling. Ready?” He asked as he placed his cock top on her pussy.Her eyes look scared but she nodded “yes”. He started pulling his penis inside, slowly. When it went inside about 3 inches, she said,“aah…that hurts a little”He stopped penetrating her. He knew she had already been penetrated by her fingers but his cock was much fatter. He stopped and knocked on a non-descript metal door which might have been painted red a long time ago but now seemed vaguely brown in the dim light from the parking lot. Looking over his shoulder, Marie saw that someone had scrawled the word "Erothèque" on the door in large, uneven block letters with a black marker.After a moment the door opened and Marie heard him say, "Hi Theo, thanks for waiting. You go ahead, I'll lock up." Marie cringed behind him for a moment, thinking she was about to be. ‘That hurt.’ ‘Sorry,’ Strand grunted, but made no effort to slow his actions. Forcing his fingers inside the neckline of her dress, he revelled in the feelings of the mass of soft, pliant flesh in the palm of his hand. Amanda’s breast felt every bit as good as it looked. Without consideration for her discomfort, he aggressively yanked the mounds out from the restrictions of the dress, his eyes registering his lust. ‘Oh God, Amanda, your breasts are wonderful,’ he grunted, bending his face.